The Great Peace
I am not sick-
Just feel like a siphon-
The sap of life drains out
From every pore of my skin.
The soul is said to be the size of a thumb.
What is the size of this Life force?
Without it, the blood is blackened
Yet the bodyweight is stupendous!
Desires still burn at my heart
Like a small flame burns
At the bottom of a smoldering log.
Oh! How I wish to muster enough strength
To walk and walk and walk and walk.....
And drop dead somewhere under the stars.
But fear stops me......
In this crazy world
Some vigilante will call the police
And instead of reaching heavens
I will end up in a hospital - a place just
Next to hell!
I love outdoors for what it offers
To my bruised mind and tired soul.
The azure sky and the floating clouds,
The chirping of birds and the kid’s laughter
Bring life back to my weak limbs.
A stray dog keeps my senses alert,
At the first look of those vicious eyes
I change the route with eagle’s speed!
I am not a dog or cat lover!
But love people with all my heart!
I live in plains but to visit occasionally
Snow-covered mountains and tranquil lakes,
Take short hikes and watch the valley beneath,
It is indeed as marvelous as viewing heavens on earth.
So if I fall dead somewhere on a snowy road
That would be just as beautiful as the final abode!
Before I die, maybe, just maybe .....
I will visit again the Pacific shore.
Take a walk by the beach or drive on highway 101
Who knows; the vast turquoise sea
Of limitless depth and restless waves
May invite me to rest in its cold
And comforting lap.
Transcend me to that auburn horizon
Where the sun sets peacefully on life-
On Pacific - the Namesake of Great Peace!
1. 6. 2020. 3. 30 AM
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