Fleeing Moments

Dawn to Dusk,

The day flies past,

I Wait and Watch,

Lost in array of thoughts…

Planning, Visualizing, Contemplating,

Decades roll by

Time for pack up

I realize ;

A little too late,

Vacant, numb, I tread,

Tumbling into nothingness…

Reading the jottings

on the invisible wall….

“Tamaso Ma Jyotirgamayo”

Crystal clear…resplendent

dispelling ignorance

I am born again

In the web of life.

                                               ~ Kavita Shastri

                                                   Bangalore, India

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