Certitude is a scarce element
Like the rare gases;
Only a very small proportion of which
Exists in life.
What is essential keeps eroding
Like the range of fold mountains
That grew tall in time
And in no time will fall.
I have read about Angara
And Gondwana land
And Tethys Sea
That vanished in time
The mighty Himalayas grew there,
Rising from nowhere,
And its so mighty now
That we look up to it.
The sea was sucked in, the lands moved
apart
Some of it remains, maybe,
None of it remains.
(Who knows why? Who knows what?)
Nobody cares to know
For life is running fast,
Like tectonic plates
Something within forever is
moving apart
What mountains are these
That rise between us,
Within us, without us?
They are so tall, so tall...
Perhaps they will not remain,
Times hands will render
their coarseness
Smooth; we shall hate them, yet love them
In spite of ourselves. And we must.
And there is only this certainty
In our perennial lives,
That these changes will keep
Changing constantly
Vidyanjali.
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