A nonchalant walk
towards life saving desire
a stranger's life depends on them
on those casual - serious steps.
Asunder the earth
tear out its bowels
when your hand's groping around
what it'll find is hope.
Where religion is discarded
Caste - creed brushed aside
where the frown on our face
is replaced by an ethereal glow
And the eyes brim over uncontrollably
witnessing unbelievable generosity
donating their blood to a stranger
vermilion on a woman's forehead.
Ahaaa... this was written when my dad was in the hospital suffering from Brain Tumor, wasn't it???
ReplyDeleteVery well contemplated even during such arduous days as those.... :)
Yes, it's all about hope... Very touching...
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