WHILE THE BUTTERFLIES FLUTTER AND FLY
SUDDENLY THE FLOWERS ARE IN FULL VIEW
WITH ALL ITS COLORS AND HUE
TIME SURPASSES WITH BEAUTIFUL LIFE
BOUNCING TO AND FRO WITH HEIGHTENED STRIFE
CREATING A GLIMPSE OF RAINBOW
SUDDENLY IN THE SKY
AS WE VIEW THE COLORS IN SIGHT
IT SWEEPS AWAY WITH A SUDDEN FLIGHT
MIND PONDERS TO HOLD THE GLORIOUS VIEW
IN A TIMELESS RAPTURE
AND TRIES TO CAPTURE
TO REJOICE A MOMENT UNBOUND
NEVER TO COME AROUND
AS TIME PHASES
WHEN ONE RUNS ITS RACE
TO REACH THE ULTIMATE GOAL
AND TO ACCOMPLISH A MISSION
WITH AN INTENSE DESIRE
IN A FLEETING MOMENT
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written by P. Desikan, 2008-05-13 14:32:05
The poet seems to pass many moments and to see many lovely moment-frames, longing to retain each, but passing it by like the butterfly fluttering by. While the journey may take many a moment, reaching the goal will be in one precious moment, which too will pass, while the goal will remain in grasp.
Let us have more, Mira.
Regards. Partha.
Let us have more, Mira.
Regards. Partha.
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Moments swing by,and the human mind wants to hold on to them somehow.
But if the goal is the ultimate one, that moment wont be a fleeting one at all.
Regards
ns