Ode To the Passing Cloud
To move on as thy born nature has been,
Pass on, O Passing Cloud, with all thy blight,
Let every dark despair deliver hope,
Let every cheerless gloom smile as delight.
Come if ye may, unto my dry drab life,
Let rainy days no despair to me give,
Nor strife to me, born who's in sunny land,
I love to see rainbows at sunset eve.
Come, Passing Cloud, teach me to stay afloat,
There’s no joy like soaring high in blue skies,
Come as a rescue boat in stormy sea,
Try, bring back cheers that oft fail to arise.
Remember, Passing Cloud, there’s no failure,
As, to pass on be thy innate nature,
Each failure fertilizes seeds of cure,
As bright dream oft follows a bad nightmare.
Life too is much like thee, O Passing Cloud,
Be it so dark, or bright and silvery,
Every day’s born with a new hope from sun,
All things pass off-- times stormy or breezy.
If what moves on is world, to let go's life,
To stay put, a sure death-defining strife,
Clouds drifting slowly from vanishing sight
Be my moment, eternal that alights.
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2023
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