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| From the Marine Drive, Mumbai. |
Some weeks are darker than
others
some fortnight’s just shades
of agony,
the distress of fathers and
brothers
is hard to stand witness and
see;
but every darkness gets over,
it's transient, temporary,
each minute it’s spinning
closer -
some sort of lightfall. Clarity.
Not all light must be a
sunrise,
all darkness doesn't cradle stars.
Sometimes the dark is a
disguise,
for light’s got degrees and
avatars -
lift up this face and
recognise
light and darkness for what
they are.
Some weeks are indeed darker than others. Mired in some the possibility of light seems remote at best.
ReplyDeleteAnd yet we need them both... And both have their comfort and their pain.
On my part, I could do with some light! :)
DeleteHari Om
ReplyDelete...all the shades are necessary for a picture... YAM xx
True. Does need some balance though..
DeleteI needed this poem. Been a dark week - truly with power out Mon thru Wed. Then we had an attempted break-in Fri eve. Very scary at our house. Very ready for Feb to be over, maybe even get rid of 2021. I'm ready for brighter light, my friend. And I know I am lucky, fortunate, and so many folks are in despair. Wow.
ReplyDeleteOh Joanne. I'm so distressed for you. What a horrific experience! I know exactly what you mean by being ready to get rid of 2021, I am too, 21 is just so much 2020 redux in the most horrible way possible. Hugs.
DeleteThe darkness isn't permanent and that's the hope we need.
ReplyDeleteThe less permanent it is the better of we are!
DeleteHi Nila - such an appropriate poem for now ... we have to deal with both ... our imagination can release us, yet too hold us back in the darker side of life ... then perhaps we can remember the beauty and draw it out of the dark. Stay safe - and have a good week - Hilary
ReplyDeleteDealing with way too much darkness right now. Hope it changes soon. You stay safe and well too, Hilary.
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