The Rethinking Act


Returning to the warmth
of my solitude,
I ask my senses:
whose blessings should I seek,
to cross over the mountains
of my responsibilities,
that engulf me like volcanoes?


My success will depend
on what –
to escape the net of reincarnation!
Will my spin of acts
carry my form to a particular
chartered route, region?


Ah! To-morrow never stops
to invite me, yet,
to another neck of journey –
where a newer destination
awaits to approach me,
not the final, though!


As always...
As my learning thoughts
raise eager banners,
quizzically dotted with puzzled queries –
my judgement is at its wits end.
And no answers come.




Geeta Chhabra

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