Weighing by Shishir Lakhani
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Weighing
Shishir Lakhani
Moments of joy resonate and keep me awake.
Those restless nights become conduits to a flood of memories.
How I miss those days gone by.
The people with their faces, exhibiting their vibrant moods
Torrent of waves … those unmistakable voices
… even though they are gone.
Dreams make it all, come alive … ghosts that ceaselessly haunt my presence
These yearnings come with an ache
Hollow invisible joys, soon sour as grief raises its ugly head.
I cannot wrap my mind around all those … that are no more.
Why do they still follow me like ghosts at every turn?
Sometimes I feel holding on makes me strong.
Sometimes it is the letting go that really matters.
Making peace with my past is always work in progress
‘Enslave to wisdom and you will find your freedom’, I recall.
Being alive … a glorious opportunity
… and wisdom must reside in the day to day
The routines that provide purpose and drive to my life
Reward is the journey
That is the secret of life