Yet the main theme in all.
Breathing alone is not it
Thoughts and feelings count.
If life is a wonder, full of effulgence
It is also a blunder yielding to ignorance.
Some live each day with perceptive ease,
For some it is a wasteful exercise.
Its beginning and end mysterious
Yet to go after it is man’s aim pernicious.
The foiled effort makes his life amuck
To get the impossible is his hallmark.
Elixir and the philosopher’s stone
Ever teasing and tempting him alone.
Shattering his stability and silence
Making harmony a rare essence,
Till finally breath like a candle snuffed
And the rest again in mystery shrouded.
A Poem by Jaya Lakshmi Rao V.