Is it my
good fortune or otherwise,
I am not sure,
I am cultivating finer feelings
Not just
towards my ailing aged wife.
Sulking and
suffering for decades
Unmindful of my agony and craving
But also to
the entire humanity,
Comprising of
the good ,bad and ugly.
A sense of
forgiving and forgetting
And tolerating
under all circumstances
I pray to
the Lord, to bestow upon me.
Despite the
prolonged drought of love,
I see the
eternal beauty and serenity on
My ageing
wife, a sense of joy and wonder,
As I find
the endless beauty in my discipline.
If only
these twin love could mark the
Lustful sun
in my eyes and make me cool
Like a full moon,
floating on the sea
And assist
my eyes to read them both
And goad me
to action with all moderation
And measured
aggression, I will find heaven
Here, now,
and not seek any heavenly salvation
At 60 plus
lust must give way to a simple spontaneous
Romance with
Economics- my first love.
The more I
read the more I feel that I should
Read again
and again but at the end I feel as if
I have not
read anything but understood many things.
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