Flies
and floats with nary a sigh
Who am I…
… To
doubt its aim
Of
reaching the edge of vast blue sky!
Freeing
the bud’s petals from a lull
Who am I…
… To
ponder its hue
Whether
it’s too bright or a bit dull!
Every time
I pass her without fail
Who am I…
… To
suspect its love
Pure
and clear as water in a pail!
Drenching
all and sundry without any pity
Who am I…
… To
curse its fury
When
hail and drizzle sound like a ditty!
Waving
bluish green feathers as they dance
Who am I…
… To
mock their swing
That
never fails to keep gawkers in trance!
Waking
all beings wiping a yawn
Who am I…
… To
shield those rays
Without
which there’s no man, fawn or lawn!
Setting alight any land for miles
Who am I…
… To
block its warmth
That
could cleanse the humans’ wiles!
As its
wave of sound rises and rolls
Who am I…
… To
shut my ears
When
AUM fills to brim the aural wells!
Burning
with passion like wood on a pyre
Who am I…
… To
lock my heart
As
inclusion ember glows long after the fire!
And
life just goes on as if you are a droid
Who am I…
… To
not remind y’all
Rat
race is something you can choose to avoid!
Consuming
us fully as we continue to run
Who am I…
… To
not look inward
Since
Life’s work remains yet to be done!
Without
a pause but no need to score
Who am I…
… To
stop their foray
Since ceaseless effort is realization’s core!
As
mountains and oceans stay nonpareil
Who am I…
… To
not stay still
So
my will to know the Truth does not derail!
Washing away all known pretense
Who am I…
… To
refuse to quench
With
my Master’s Grace, forever hence!
~ @PrakashSwamy
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