My blogfriend Kavi Arasu, the original person who encouraged me to start this poetry blog, is back again with this very interesting capture. The systematic parking of cycles, the slightly different cycle models to the right , and the existence of non-dug-up sidewalks probably means that this is not Mumbai.
Never mind.
The message conveyed by the scene is surely universal .....
(photo by Kavi Arasu)
replete with peaks and troughs,
allowing speedy zooms
then
a momentary
resting at a base.
Some though,
constantly on a curve,
cycle through life,
eyes only ahead,
and miss out
on the
Rivers,
Trees,
and Peace.
The troughs
are the
Cycle Stands of Life;
where you
realize
you have land legs,
a deep breath
inhaling leaf fragrance,
a pebble
creating ripples in the water
and a sudden thirst
for the beauty around you..
hahaha!!! not Mumbai OR Delhi!!
ReplyDelete'sudden thirst for the beauty around you' Nice!