Transience
Everything passes
Seasons too.
Flowers fade
Dew disperses
Waves break
Love is lost
Hopes dashed
Horizons dimmed.
I weep,
Cling on,
Let go,
Keep alive
Through song, ritual,
Time-honoured traditions.
It is in the mind
The choice is mine.
Flowers fade
Yet beauty endures
A conviction, a memory, and,
A blossoming bud with fresher hues.
Dew dances with every dawn.
Waves return with riotous strength and song. 2
Love lingers in the soul,
A vision; a passion.
Anger too may pass,
To resistance; to forgiveness.
Is anything ever lost?
Is the river lost when it merges into the sea?
I mourn the loss of each passing,
Yet celebrate the gift of transience.
Poonam Jain
September 2018