Subimal Sinha-Roy Poet Rhyme

The Quandary

What goes up should always come down
The reason the laws of physics have shown
What takes birth should someday surely die
In the precepts of biology the reasons lie.

Nature functions following formulated tenets
Life drifts in time like cloud of changing facets
The dreams we spin the storm surge they face
Some live, some blow away, we can’t ever trace.

We toil and try to take life wherever we want
Can’t reach the goal for the bridges get burnt
The reasons of wreckage we can’t reckon at all
That’s when we hear the sound of fate’s footfall.

The mind likes to fly on fragile wings of free will
It can’t change the shape of life, it lacks the skill 
Unsure, if it’s an arty artifact of intelligent design
Or an ordained expression of ancient coded gene.

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October 25, 2022
Contest  : A Brian Strand Premiere Choice
Sponsored by : Brian Strand

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Mike Bayles October 25, 2022 at 10:22 AM I like the line, "The mind likes to fly on wings of free will". Yet there are things we cannot change. That is a quandary. Subimal Sinha-Roy October 25, 2022 at 10:19 PM Thank you for your visit, and for liking the poem. You are absolutely right, many things we cannot change.

David Kavanagh October 25, 2022 at 9:08 AM so sorry Subimal, I’m either in an alternate reality, or a crazy glitch just happened, I honestly thought the Seeker wrote this one, thank you so much for not making a thing out of it, perhaps quantum perception is trying to tell me something, cheers David David Kavanagh October 26, 2022 at 12:51 AM And well answered, ;-) Subimal Sinha-Roy October 25, 2022 at 10:17 PM It doesn't matter, David, who wrote the poem, thank you for initiating a discussion. Your points are well taken.

David Kavanagh October 25, 2022 at 6:11 AM Your poem resonates many matter of fact truths Seeker, just one little observation and it’s probably meaningless, yet still relevant to the scientific world, in quantum physics, the very act of observing a particle has a dramatic effect on its behaviour, so perhaps the mind can change the shape of life, however imperceptible that may be, Like the point I tried get across about tiny nuances of residual ego, affecting or effecting the meditation experience, or am I just killing the Buddha, cheers David David Kavanagh October 25, 2022 at 8:16 AM A fair response Seeker, we merely scratch the surface of true reality, but I do find hints abound, and must follow each one exhaustively in my own quest for destiny or a creator! Subimal Sinha-Roy October 25, 2022 at 7:32 AM Thank you, David for your kind response to my poem. I agree mind can control the ego and vice versa, and mind can change its behaviour, but it cannot perhaps change entirely the fabric of life that depends on many other factors, including destiny or the design of the creator.

Phil Capitano October 25, 2022 at 5:15 AM A well-structured poem full of insights. Love the image of the mind flying on free will wings. Good luck in the contest. Subimal Sinha-Roy October 25, 2022 at 7:25 AM Thank you, Phil for your visit and for liking the poem.