Pushed by the wind a leaf rises high in sky <br />It dances under blue sky circumventing the trees <br />Slides through branches and manages to rise again <br />She is the lone dancer of that evening's performance <br />I am the privilege audience in time's chosen theater<br /><br />Savita Tyagi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/privilege-audience/
