The Evolving

The Evolving short poem

Having weaved the journey of life with my dreams
I loitered all the way baffled and unsettled
The depth of happiness and agony I could not measure
Bearing with the sweetest and the bitterest outcomes
With tears and smiles both on the heart and face
Wondered what life was all about
Searching for a home in every corner
No place seemed to be familiar, none to rely upon
Days and nights being spent with tears of blood
Passing every moment in restlessness and haste
Unaware of the point when the refinement gently manifested
The one juncture when everything changed for the better
When I envisaged the whole cosmos anew
Where love is the home and love is the life.
With this thought, I move on now
A wanderer I am, I have no home of my own
As love is the breath and the universe is the abode

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Shamala Chandran

A true wanderer… the universe is our home!

asoke kumar mitra

what a beautiful imagery, what a beautiful write………………..a true poetess……..

ratnaprabha raykar

a pognant one! heart touching