Gratitude

 

I looked outside the window 

and discovered a morning enveloped by  fog 

and again fantasized it as a land of angels

 for my meeting to live a great, and beautiful life.

The parrot cried from the nearby tree

and I heard the morning song to prove myself alive 

amid the nature 

over the mother earth 

who every moment becomes kinder 

before myself lost in the abyss.

I recalled my literary days,

 the cheers, 

the awards, the hopes, 

the dreams to win the marathon

 amid claps of friends and family.

My eyes filled with tears, 

rolled out , 

evaporated in the atmosphere marking me a loser.

 I fell down...

Again tried

again be ready to run.

My legs became friendly

My mind opened the secret door of dreams.

Aging I avoided,

 polished my grey hairs, 

put some makeup on my face

 and looked into the mirror.

I smiled as I rediscovered myself .

I avoided the laughter around 

when I approached the closed door 

of depression, failures, dark and negative thoughts.

The sun was at its utmost beauty 

waiting in the west 

for the slumber to welcome.

I with deep satisfaction 

 resumed my journey 

went deeper 

and rediscovered the rising sun 

just in the opposite world

 as everything in life

 moves inside a circle

As everything in life 

happens inside a circle.

 

Felt the immortality

and filled with gratitude.