VERSE | SENTINEL TIME

Oh look at that beautiful dragonfly 
It’s turning somersaults
Its peacock coloured gossamer wings
Perfect, without fault!
But you didn’t catch the fleeting glimpse
It bestowed upon this scene
You were on your phone lost in
Digital worlds upon your screen

Did you see that butterfly
Just sit upon my arm
Brown and orange-yellow wings
It was full of golden charm!
You missed its quickening beauty
As it said hello and went
You were caught in your own loop
Eyes down, heart still, head bent

I had to hold my breath there
That scene was so sublime
The grand eagle swooping down
And then soaring back up high!
Where, where? you ask me now
As you look at an empty sky
You were fretting, agitating
As nature sprang her wondrous surprise

Glittering dragonflies, murmurations
Eagles in majestic flight
A shower of blossoms, a ladybird loveliness
Nature exulting in life
Magical, mystical, shimmering marvels
Surround us at all times
Some of us get to revel in their beauty
Some stay trapped by Sentinel Time

VERSE | FORGED

I was lost 
I took the path
Less trodden, I tossed
Away the ease
Of normalcy
I walked away
Off the street that carried feet
Teeming, streaming busily
Easily, its metalled gray
Smooth and safe, predictable

I’d felt strong, invincible
I walked away
Aimlessly, Trail-lessly,
No signs, no familiarity
I walked I walked
Directionless, solitary
On and on I walked and walked
Until doubts and insecurities
Snaked hoary tendrils around me
But I walked on until my feet
Were bruised and cut
Until they bled
Until I wept

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Until I had forged a road ahead
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It now lies cleaved and gravelly
With little grooves
Once stained with blood
And squelching mud
Filled up
With wild flowers now
Sun dappled through swaying boughs
The path ahead of me
Now gleams with its own lambency

I was lost
I left the path
oft-trodden, I crossed
Into uncharted territory
Where the wilderness roamed free
Lit up by the gleam of stars
And the warmth of cherished dreams
There I carved my own way
Hope-hewn, Grit-laden, Endlessly
It now stretches out in front of me.