One hundred and four hours after

the September thirtieth earthquake in India

a nineteen-month baby girl

is found alive

under her overturned cot

deep beneath the rubble of her home

in the village of Killari.

For life is a metaphor.

There are dreams too old to sleep through;

there are lives too young to still;

there are cries of innocence in us

too deep to ignore.

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