Thoughts that enter into the conscious in stray moments of calmness or tumult, poems that are born of such moments...
Thursday, February 18, 2010
A REFLECTION
Sometimes no medicine works. Yet life goes on.
People are like flowers, or pebbles, they have variety.
Some may not help enrich your internal world, but they do spice up your moments.
Ripples on the surface of water.
If we need calm seriousness for greater things, we need ripples also, to keep alive.
We all have ripples in us, more or less.
We all have hidden springs within us, small or big.
These are times that promise nothing.
Life is just a river with sand on two sides, no views.
Yet, the river flows.
And the river does carry love.
Amidst all these, even when there is someone eternally crying, choking and struggling within you, you have to go on.
So, let's go on.
Everything is beautiful despite everything.
Let's tell ourselves this, and go on.
love
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