Lift Off of Life
Lift off of life
It rises, up and up,
Leaving alone the hands.
It is still moving up
leaving his habitat
To follow a new thought.
But at a limit, it stops;
As if confused in choosing path,
And in the life of him enters the wind,
Pushing it from every direction,
Not for helping but to lead towards end.
It has smooth surface,
With good things as water,
And bad ones as fire,
Heating it slowly.
It leaves himself free,
And moves with the wind;
Which leads it against right,
And after that, against gravity.
It is rising and rising upward
Unaware of obstacles in path,
And reaches a pin
which strikes until last exhale.
Finally, the hands reach the balloon again,
But this time, with unhappiness.
Copyright © Lochan Chugh | Year Posted 2019
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