Life is Moments -cherished and loved
Leaving its mark on one’s soul and leaving…
They come in hours and days but leave in moments
Days accumulate
What we see are the months and years
Receding slowly like the tide –carrying away tidings
Life standing on a sea shore
Feet sinking into sand watching the water recede – a semblance of low tide
Water running under our feet…and going back in serenity
The same drops at high tide rushing back, later hitting, lashing high…
Water droplets are like moments cutting through the skin of our life
Like glass – its sharpness, the image hurting
It’s a cycle of the ebb and flow…
Its all about seeing and not seeing
Eyes stay open when images recedes; but close on peaks
An insight – Eyes closing at all peaks – happiness, fear, love, faith, ecstasy, heights…
Of not blinking during need, desperation, loneliness, agony…
Life is that sensation felt between the ebb and surge of waves
Life is a series of moments captured between blinks –
Between the lashes of capturing and letting go
