LIFE WAS STILL IN MAKING WHEN YOU WERE DYING

Life was still in making when you were dying

In the thriving and outgrown forest of thoughts

The rush of feelings was clear as well as confusing

Travelling inside with the silence you sought

To prepare for the journey upcoming

To the lands you didn’t know if at all existed

But with a silent commitment

To embrace what the future might have held

A life to the realms only heard and read so far

The thoughts were perplexed

Why to leave all that has been so known

Why to stay when a new path is opening up

With a relevance that had seemed illogical so far

Life was still reading its text

To see through beyond this life, to the ride ahead

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

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