In this vast world
Amid mammoth things
I'm a speck of life
Amid mammoth things
I'm a speck of life
Meek, timid and lonely soul I, Speck, take the sidewalk in the world of words Boisterous, Gigantic words push and shove me On the road less travelled I bump into a group of meaningless wanderers And turn Spectacular
You are the essential part of this bigger picture.
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I don't feel I'm even a speck :-)
ReplyDeleteAh! I wish we could see the scheme of things before hand
@ Kalpana ji
ReplyDeleteYou are not feeling it in right direction.
Little negative i think.
Everyone is the essential part of this bigger picture.
Actually what i think is "speck" is the weakest word in world. :-)
you are both the speck and the whole, which is the truth. once we feel it from within, we are in union with the immeasurable, immutable, eternal thing that is never born and has no death. (do i scare you? how can you write such a poem at such young age, Charu Ji?)
ReplyDelete:) U are scaring me... I didn't know these 3 simple lines cud be read in a such a way
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