Momentary Moments (From 'sojourn Of Life') Poem by Sandhya Jane

Every moment is born
from the death of another,
the bud dies and flower blooms,
the flower dies and fruits looms…

Hey man, you suffer
because of your greed,
To hold onto each moment
without paying heed;
To the promise of the new,
When the old finally says adieu…

Let that love live its moments,
It may stay,
It may just fly away;
Enjoy the experience of its existence,
Don't regret the experience of its absence...

As we see the universe isn't static,
Still, you live through the ‘narrow band';
Instead of being one with the globe,
Why clutch that one experience of love;
Instead of revering the rhythm of life,
You hold on to moments of carnal love…

If you let each moment die like its past
you will enjoy the present and the future;
Reliving in beautiful impermanence,
The sheer joy of momentary moments…

* This poem is published in 'Sojourn of Life', poetry book.