Light In Hand Poem by Sharad Rajimwale

He walked with light in hand
Yet plunged in deep darkness

The road was smooth and clear
He didn't see treacherous ditches
In which he fell unknowingly
The air was calm and quiet
Yet he was in the grip of turbulence

His ideas became bright butterflies
Of liberty and freedom
Yet cruel meshes followed to curb them
and crush his soul in one fell swoop
His human yearnings became devotees' call
to heavens,
The rivers' rush
The breezes' scent
And sky's luminous expanse- - -

He didn't ever see the deceptions of life
And the shortness of it.

- - - - -Sharad Rajimwale

Jodhpur, India

28-07-2014