A visitant; you and me, so is he and she to this place
From the arrival to departure an intervening period called life
The sun,galaxies,stars and those zillion celestial objects
And the existence of this teeny winy me, you and others
Takes me to a thought land of bewilderment
And it leaves me in the middle of no where
Each dawn is a new beginning
And I know the clock is ticking
Every so often I have some guests
Love,Joy,hope and trust are some whom I admire
And some other unsolicited guests too
Sadness, fear, anger and disgust are a few of those folks
Certainly, I welcome and entertain them all!
Treating well, being a wonderful host
Be it the one who sweeps it all
Or the one who gifts a delightful time
All of them are transient guests at my place
Frankly,it is me who is transient!
Constantly the Creator’s craftsmanship mesmerises me
Unsure of its gender also the abode, if above or beneath!
Thousands of tiny miracles knitted and called it life.
Sometimes an unfair unfinished business plan
Just a shake can bring it all to rubbles
Just a few droplets together can swipe it all
I keep my eyes open to see the vivid colours of life
So grateful for I am here even as guest
This short trip is gorgeous
So I wish to blossom blossom and blossom!!