What’s to expect
the mundane motion of planets, the
entangled sutras of life flowing
past each other in a
mad rush to reach
where though
what is the eventual being
Where is
run run run
fly fly fly fly fly
catch the innocence of the morning’s rays
a breath good enough to last a lifetime
and if I let the bird fly
and the breath sink
what difference would
it make.
-
Anant Dhavale
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