Life in a moment

In response to Sahil’s prompt about life

What do you feel about your life today? Do you live your every day with excitement and happiness? Write about the things you want to do before you die. Have you made your bucket list, yet? If yes, then share your lists in a poetic form at Lifeline.

Someone had sent me a two liner about life and those we value in our life.

Some people are in our life and due to those people, life is worth living,

And I was thinking, is my life worth living because of those who are in my life, do they make my life worthwhile, or is it the things that I do, or want to do, which make it so?

My poem is based on this question, and my exploration of it, dedicated to people, not only those in my family, but those who share living on this planet with me!

And being the person, who enjoys the scenery on a detour, I’ll take both, people with whom, I share this world, and the things that I do, that I love. Instead of trying to make it all momentous, I’ll just live, till I do, leaving the living to those who come after.

Life is a moment

If life is a moment,

I will live it.

Doing what I love doing,

With those I love being with.

Yes, you are right,

I will read, and I will write.

To right the wrongs,

to wrong the lies, and the injustices!

I might travel, that is true,

finding unknown lands

the places not travelled to,

the roads untrodden leading

to the oceans never imagined.

Finding places, where the Sun never sets,

and the Moon remains absent for months.

to appear again, as the Sun disappears,

where the sky turns green, while the grass is blue.

In my travels, I might see a place,

where hunger has been shunned,

and no one is poor or deprived,

where children truly clap with glee

not only in a nursery rhyme.

where homeless souls get to rest

and the coffee in every restaurant is the best!

Not distilled from a child’s tears

and the quinoa doesn’t snatch the feed of those

who harvested it for years!

Or I might create a place through my words

the one, of which I am proud

taking the darkness and light

from the horizon of my gaze

shedding some shade on the blistered land

and raining on its dry parched ground

borrowing some light from my hopeful heart

for those born in an endless night

those who don’t dwell in the Realms of day!*

to becoming a silver lining in their cloud.

Yes, I owe to this life that much

it doesn’t owe me anything,

I didn’t get to do so many things,

that I had wanted to do, but I did

a lot that I never had imagined.

Why should I complain then

of the Sun-sets never seen

as I had risen with the sunrise

to witness it spreading to the endless skies.

Yes, this life is momentary,

just right as a moment of acceptance,

grief and happiness,

it’s been

neither heaven nor hell

but this moment of life

doesn’t have to be a teary farewell.

Like a bubble in water,

this moment will deflate

though, as a grain of sand

I will always be there,

I will see it all happening

even when I can’t see any more,

I will show you a new world

and see it, I will, through your eyes!

Notes:

• Auguries of Innocence by William Blake “To see a world in a grain of sand”.