There's a blackboard
There's an equation
The underlying mathematics
Do you read it?
If one plus one is greater than two,
There's an explanation,
Do you seek it?
Time flies past
Sometimes toobfast
Sometimes so slow
You don't want it to last,
But do you not bear it?
There's a reason
A gestational season
When the caterpillar stops
Chewing
And prep time
Is over...
Are you prepared?
Not for the testing,
But for the resting,
Resignation and surrender
To utter enigmatic stillness?
A time for dormancy
A hibernating infancy
To emergent beauty
Full grown and lovely?
Life?
Some say for wasting,
Others for testing
Your mettle,
Some seek out
Purpose,
And aiming for fame,
Languish...
Meanwhile. ..
The butterfly flits by
Ephemeral winged love
Feeding on flowers
To dance with the breeze.
Life lays out its own laws,
Take a moment's sweet pause,
Dare to be free!
Life is for tasting
Too good for wasting
And the test
Is taken
When dreams
Awaken....
Flower buds to blossoms
Ethereal cosmos
Such a sweet plucking
Of pure fantasy.
(c) Amrita Valan 2015

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