When you wait, what is it that you wait for? Is it for the curtain to burn itself, it's ashes to fall in a heap of gold? Is it for your eyes to open and take in the view of what you have long seen?
What is it that you wait for? Is it for the chaos to gulp you and vomit you out? Is it for your soul to die and be born thousand times with that one death? Is it for the moment, the tiniest fragment of the whole time? Is it because you wish to capture that moment and cage it in a glass bottle like some genie?
Where is that particular pixel in that whole picture? What is it that you wait for?
Close your eyes. And, you know then that you have waited just too long or maybe you realise that that leaf waited for you patiently... beacuse you were waiting.
What is it that you wait for? Is it for the chaos to gulp you and vomit you out? Is it for your soul to die and be born thousand times with that one death? Is it for the moment, the tiniest fragment of the whole time? Is it because you wish to capture that moment and cage it in a glass bottle like some genie?
Where is that particular pixel in that whole picture? What is it that you wait for?
Close your eyes. And, you know then that you have waited just too long or maybe you realise that that leaf waited for you patiently... beacuse you were waiting.
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5 comments:
Is the cynical tone deliberate??
no.. it isn't.
waiting is apparently, a 'make believe' situation of the human mind. Its only when our mind needs to buy time, we wait!!
Yes, that leaf was once tiny glossy green, then it turned old and stained, then it got yellow, and red before its eventual fall...it truly waited for you, expecting to get noticed, if not loved..
Nice reflections !
Best wishes,
Saibal
@saibal
thanks saibal..for this wonderful comment..
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