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BALCONY A dwelling apartment without balcony unfortunate indeed An opening for a feel at will of neighbor-hood, Fresh air, Sun’s warmth or soothing rain when in need To appear to the rest and vanish from the scene, unbound Relax reading, quietly sit, meditate or work on any project on hand A soul’s journey from the fall, if any, perhaps is akin to Appearances at will on balcony for viewers who care to be Through innumerable spans of life in our measure To live in this world, leave unannounced, no clue to where From where we fell, to ascend whatever the pace Birth and death on Earthly plane, but entry and exit of each span of life Which this world molds, tries to own measure and use Unasked gives a name, an identity and a rating to one’s life Demands to fall in-line, no concern to know, who and why one is here Earthly existence fashioned by senses and mind unavailable otherwise To experience fully embodied the pain and pleasures, in disguise Residual desires keep us impure till we sublimate and become wise May add a few presently, as we live now in the eternal process of life The truth for us to realize A suffering soul with no chance ever to redeem and cleanse Similar to being without a balcony, no way to relax at will with ease Joy balcony gives renders me helpless but to humbly revere in return Down below, a pretty river reaching the mouth to an ocean Rising, falling, as tides of the sea several times a day fill and drain Ducks, geese, a swan family, other water birds, fish and cranes even At random, in freedom adorn, simply pleasure, my boon. As wind makes ripples, Sun and Moon sparkle through at once in Million Beauties of trees and plants on the banks reflecting in naked abandon Hovering above once in a while, doves in hundreds, nesting nearby Rhythms by clouds through rains, heavy or light on flowing water by the by. Come winter, a bed of snow reflecting the sun turns hue to cool white And thin streams with gurgling tunes string through broken blocks of ice Waiting patiently, cranes pickup a fish or two from the stream, a sight to see What a pleasant state, views from the balcony gift me so often Life joyful, we waste to earn in greed, hoard and suffer from fear and pain. |
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