Where are we heading with this crazy run?
To a new world or an imminent end?
Or is this an endless run for the running's sake?
No signboards anywhere
For speeds, turns and distance ahead,
Nor anybody knows the starling-line
From where it all once began.
Twilight spreads on the path of the run
And passionate colours lit the sky,
Long shadows fall ahead of the run;
Is this dawn or dusk, none of us know;
Hollow within, breaks to loud clamours,
Dust and sweat sit on tired faces,
No lights within,
This is an impatient blind run.
Miles and miles we cover a day
And leave behind long-winding roads;
Is this labour worth our sweat,
Does this take us anywhere at all?
Directions are uncertain, destination, uncertain,
Of terminal confusion.
Does this run take back or forth,
Or keep in mad rounds around the self,
Or mark-time on a constant spot?
Endless run weathers freshness,
Cracks endurance and tires sprite;
Miles of roads do wait us ahead,
But, does this run take us anywhere?
Is this evolution's natural cradle?
Do the cracks in our tired souls
Show sudden jumps in the evolution's scale?
None have an answer, none know an answer,
Nor we need to know the celestial secret,
Nor it concerns us for ages to come;
But, we must run, run like all,
As condemned to run from birth to death
As the sports of the grand universal scheme
Which always does what always is right;
Let us run as we must,
With lights within and eyes open
And ears held close to hearts
And souls intact;
Only then we win the evolution's race.
Jayashree P 3
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