what can you do?
there is nothing to be done.
just you can be...
in the sunlight you look for the moon,
in the night sky you don't see the firefly,
and such a huge mountain hides from your eyes...
what is seen, and what is unseen,
what is the line that separates them?
or is it just the inability to see...
water will anyways flow down the hill,
what else needed to have it's presence felt?
and still we stand thirsty...
cursing the creation when things go wrong,
and bursting into partying when we get what we want,
ups and downs continues to torment...
flower blossoms nourishing from the earth,
butterfly dances, tasting it's nectar,
and to the same earth they merge back...
we come, then act our way on the stage,
with sorrow or joy, knowingly or otherwise,
and then we go, when the curtain falls...
this dance, this melody, this poetry of life,
or a songless, unrhythmic prose of boredom and strife,
this choice, this election vote remains uncasted...
the urge to act, the impulse to react, and a brainless race,
have come with consequences gift-wrapped,
wondering when wisdom shall prevail...
-- nayan
Sat, 10th Oct 2020
Coimbatore
(image source: https://www.flickr.com/photos/alicepopkorn/2766737671)
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