For whom are these galaxies,
This Cosmos,
This Earth?
For whom are these fragments of
“My” Nation,
“My” State,
“My” City,
“My” town
“My” home?
Why does the web of personal possessions
We weave at all with such a great attachment?
Do we really know what makes us ultimately happy?
Is the path leading us is directing towards our life aim?
Or our “arrow” of “action” missing bull’s eye called “life”?
I ponder and wonder about transient futile run of life.
How much ever we glorify it,
We are running fast and still we are at the same place.
The fluctuating perception about concurrent series of events-
In external world impacts on internal battles which never end.
Then where is love in relations?
Isn’t life merely a compromise with livelihood with living?
Still we are running in such a fashion that
We are not going to end…
We are immortals…
Has ever speed or fame satisfied a man?
If not then why do we seek it with such a strong obsession?
Can one go beyond the structure created by the society-
By Man For man- Based on hatred and envy?
Can one move like birds flying without leaving any trails,
So that world cannot grasp the beauty of one’s journey;
One can never stop one going ahead- freely in new dimension of life-
Like a natural force of wind totally unstructured ;ungraspable
Or like quicksilver ever -changing shapes of water of rivulets?
Lastly when you realize you are not experiencer- who are you?
If you are not body then- are you not just “The Knowing”?
If so,
Then for whom are these galaxies,
This Cosmos,
This Earth?
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It’s neat and clean but a little lengthy try to make it short
Superb article..loved it