A Kerala Thought
If I could be,
I would choose the salt air,
Running over thrashing waves,
Kissing foam and hugging rocks,
Flying with those birds,
And landing on golden brown hair.
If I could be,
I would choose the fungi,
Standing on a lone brick wall,
Reminiscing in the cracks of past,
And looking back at the glitter in child-like eyes.
If I could be,
I would choose the vapour cloud,
Flowing aimlessly, crafting myself as I go,
And looking down at life,
Without the intention to pry.
If I could be,
I would choose a coconut tree,
Standing tall, touching my blues,
While staying on the ground.
If I could be,
I would choose a shell by the sea,
Building my patterns with time,
And be cherished by nostalgia as a memory keeps me alive.
If I could be,
I would choose everything except what I am,
For creatures of wisdom carry the burden of choice;
I run towards the future,
As my decisions weigh me back,
I realise the only way to escape,
Is when light leaves my eyes.
Maybe that is when I will be free,
Without these choices and just let me be.
Until then, I shall use my breath to decide,
If I could be,
What would I choose in my next life?
Yours poetically,
v.s
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