Lets talk about roots , lets talk about roots
Theres so much to say , oh so much to boot
Without those vines in the soil underneath
Then what are we but bones and teeth!
O nothing in our body here survives the heat
But teeth and bones and a heritage wreath
The first gray hair , the first loose tooth
And earthwards we turn to face our root.
The truth of our tale is beneath the ground
In roots that define our aura around
Hey - think -of what -a root might mean
Not vines beneath -nor heritage been
It defines who we are , what values we bear
A foot and a print in an ageless affair.
Our souls or our bodies , derived from our past
Do trace every cell from a story forecast
Lets sit and think , steal a moment from our race
To what we aspire, what dreams we chase.
So often we forget what defines our being
So often we cloud what we should be seeing
A tree without a root is a man without a soul
Who burns without passion like a fire without coal
So think a little while to take stock on whole
Can a tree grow far from its roots on its own?

If you think my contention has merit dear friends,
Do give your roots their due credence
O live your life with your head held high
With pride in your roots and the limit is the sky.


 

Manthan

There appears a void
A nowhere out of everywhere
Circulates, like a beloved
In my veins, permeates my soul,
Breathes into every nook of my world….

Is it a vacuum,
Or a sense of endless Time?
Is it a rage,
Or a ravage of the army of silence?
Am I to play the chords,
Or should they play on without me?

Why do I suffer
From an illusion of self ?
From the Dilemma
Of an intrigue understood less and less
Of a labyrinth encompassing
The Human Souls’
Ceaseless Strife…
Why not accept
Like the beheaded shores,
The reign of a mindlessness?
Of an Immortality steeped in Justification
Where sands and waters
Are churned in succession
In a riot of Mortal Ideas?

Accept I Must_
The churning of waters.
For within it
Lies Truth
A Truth unalloyed by the barrage
Of Reason and Expression.
Within it
Lies the Calm
That nothing will change,
Yet all will move in Oscillation
And in it I shall find the
Worth of my Worthlessness
The Soul of my Soullessness
The God of my Godlessness….
Creating and Destroying a void
Unbound by Time
Unleashed by Life or by Death
Unhatched by Love……

MANTHAN