INTROSPECTION

Often I cudgel why do I go

In solitudes and stand by myself?

Some times ………..

I find myself amidst dales  and valleys and so ……..

I am one with nature ………

And become a whispering brook,

Skipping and stumbling over……….

Perhaps…….. I know not the world………..

Then fields and flowers, birds and brooks,

Animals and ants make me realise ……..

That days are just storms and nights are the mists ………….

But don’t penetrate; just see ……….

And then observe…… life is a flower

That has blossomed,  dance on the shoulders

Of dancing winds and ooze fragrance around

Ooze bliss, ooze eternity

Illuminate darkness and sweeten life ……..

And then you will find the light within

And then, death will be life ;

And dying shall be taking birth !!!

R.D. Bhardwaj

Dated :   16^th March, 1984