For whom do chirping birds sing?
They don’t know that there might be someone listening.
What do the roaring seas try to tell you?
That you can be mighty even without pushing boundaries.
What does the elusive rainbow seem to convey?
Even a fleeting moment of beauty is worth waiting for.
It resembles a mirage. On a canvas so large. They call it life. That illusion so rife. Never mind its name. They say it is all in a game. Seems so unbelievably eternal. But it is only the end that is real.
Me, me!!!
- Sepiamniac
- Madras, TAMIL NADU, India
- Not an outdoor person.. prefer to get buried beneath books, music and movies... has these strange philosophies about life that might puzzle you. At the same time, likes to live life. Loves simple people, especially those who veil their formidable knowledge behind humility (The poems here don't reflect my mind or anyone else's. Maybe, just a patch of what various people go through.)
Sometimes the notion of transience impairs one's appreciation of the little joys of life...but you're right, even a fleeting moment of beauty and joy is to be savoured and cherished...a good reminder.
ReplyDeletevery prfound but nicely written .. me likes !! well done Jan
ReplyDeleteThere are no sign of the elusive rainbow, nor a drizzle in the abandon desert of thought, but the worthy wait for the fleeting moment of beauty is so persistent.. ...
ReplyDeleteOh..God !! Where is the rain !!