Long Search, Life's No Resting Perch Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Long Search, Life's No Resting Perch
What if today's seedling morrow
Sees no dawn of the coming day?
From an unfolding yesterday,
If life same fate were to borrow?
What if, buds blossoming today,
Had lived on— changeless and deathless?
What if the seed remained sprout-less?
And saplings fruitless die like hay?
As naught whatso lives forever,
Life lives by dying constant death,
Life's life, for, in death bestows faith—
Life's an ever-changing river.
A bird ‘tis in perennial search,
It's destiny looking for perch.
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Sonnets | 12.09.08 |
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5/1/2024 10:24:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What if the seed remained sprout-less? And saplings fruitless die like hay? ....touching expression with lofty theme. A beautiful poem on life having great outlook is incisively delineated. Thanks for sharing this gem with us.
Thank you dear poet KM for your deep appreciation.