Gap Filling

Sambhavami yugé, yugé, says the Gita: 
God will come back again and again.
What for?
Of course to protect the virtuous 
And destroy the evil doers.

Déjà vu!
The Jews seem to wait for the same end. 
That’s what 'The Second Coming’ means, too.
Thus, a belief system, whether born in a Desert
Or a River Valley, seems to point to the same end—
The Coming.

Now, what do we do in the meantime—
Now that the end seems to be infinitely distant, 
Elusive, mirage-like?
Do we just wait and suffer?
Or wait and drift?
Or dismiss it as illusory?
Or explore alternatives?

The gap, anyway, seems
To be a period of entropy, 
Which, according to scientists, is on the rise.
We may call it Postmodern era 
Or Kali Yuga or whatever.

The gap is to be filled 
As Nature abhors vacuum:
We have to live in the meantime 
And life demands solutions.
Absurdity, for instance, has got to be dealt with.
So, little narratives
And interventions arise by necessity.

There arise, for instance, Irrational Philosophies:
A Nietzsche or a Marx or a Freud 
Appears to be our Messiah.
But these Messiahs can offer only palliatives,
Like a counter-irritant in times of pain.


We are – most of us – materialists in a sense,
Inasmuch as we bank 
On the Grand narrative of matter 
Or on the Grand narrative of the material presence— 
Of the Divine in the future;
Maybe as Darsan  or Epiphany.
To most of us, seeing is believing;
And hence our incredulity. 

Now, to speculate:
The Divine presence may be abstract—
Rather than concrete;
Maybe something like software
Rather than hardware;
May be within 
Rather than without.
And, as such, is likely 
To be always already there—
If and only if one is willing to see!

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