Some connections were forged on earth
Some were realised
Some were bound by space and time
Some were beyond limits of any kind
Some were to suit a living
Some were to suit a life
They crossed each other
Not by an accident
But came together
By the virtue of being aligned
She had learnt
Over time
To read his silence
She enquired about him
But didn’t insist
On having an answer
His silence on the matter
Was an answer enough
Till he chose otherwise
Lost to the point
She had been once again
All options disappeared
One after another
She had learnt better
Than to lose hope
The darkest of the times
Indicated the sun was
Waiting for her to arrive
Thrive on the other side
A journey towards an unknown
Life at this moment is
Like a train that takes you
To your station
While you enjoy
The view outside
With an image of
Where you’d want to arrive
An unknown
Awaiting you
Or a known
Awaits on the other side?
He was the medium
Marriage was the reason
That’s how it was designed
She wanted him to be her reason
And marriage the medium
For a union of a kind
For a lifetime
To be by each others side
In happy and troubled times
To a year
Of changing gears
Chartering new ways
Expecting to arrive
Following a prescribed
Yet finding yourself astray
To keep going anyway
And find your own way
You could expect a delay
On a crazy new way
You could expect
To go a little astray
Take a longer route
To arrive where you have to
Today, tomorrow
Or a finer day
When you feel lonely
Much more than usual
And the moon shines
It’s golden glow
In all its splendor
And full circle
Saying all of me
For all of you
Growing up
Came with holding up,
Holding up
When you want to scream
Repressing
When you want to explode,
Becoming quiet
And letting go
Letting go of asking
All those questions,
That continue to
Shake your very being
For they would
Strike like arrows,
When posed to those
You love
And therefore
She buries those,
But they continue
To show up
In one form
Or another,
And when they do
She buries herself
In mother nature
Into her books,
In music
In good memories
All those moments
Were now memories
Like it happened
In a distant dream
The only reminders
Were things related with it
The gray car
That she spots around
Reminds her of
The time she spent with him
The roads they took
The moon they gazed
The breeze that touched
Both her and him
Doors opened up
At each stage,
Not the ones
She had planned,
Or the ones
She had expected
But they did
And she moved,
Moved forward
On the way,
Not always knowing
Where they would lead
Only knowing
That she was moving,
Into a place
That chose her,
And she chose
For herself
--Ideas-Reflection-Connectedness-- 