Walking through a meadow of mellows,
the pinks and the whites and the bright yellows,
everyday is a like waking to my best dreams,
birds chirp of happy tunes as the sun smiles and beams,
Heels and skirts, all a beauty to see,
all a show of what is not to be,
What it is that gets me down, is unknown,
what it is that is missing I need to be shown,
In the silence of the desending dark night,
In the shivering cold of the moonlight,
mounted on this window sill,
staring at nothing but the still,
I try again in vain to see the truth , to find my bliss
with every passing momment a whiff of life I miss
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I cannot but wonder if there is a certain schedule that the human mind is designed to follow, if there is a certain biological cycle that mekes the mind function the way it does. It seems like the mind requires a change of emotional status with passage of a certain period of time.And this is not a change that is locally observed, it has significant effects on other functionalaties of the human body, for instance the heart. Or is it that this thing that we assume to be a biological organ of vital importance, is the source of emotions and the mind is but a pitiful puppet ?
In a life that is filled with nothing but the best of one's dreams, why would it be impossible to find bliss? Its a life with "magic beans" and a what a priceless collection at that! Its a life with not a single regret, not a single complaint. Its a life with all the wishes coming true. And yet it seems such an effort to smile, such an effort to feel happy!
After a lot of thought into this, I realise I have always been staring at the truth.
If it were not for the blues and sorrows one would never know how precious bliss is. It would just be something that is taken for granted.
The mind is a funny player. It changes with time and I am glad that it refuses to stay in this state of sorrow for too long a period.
And so the next day dawns bright as it should be. Until the next time the mind decides its time to change, Ill bask in the sunlight.
When it is time to be back in the blues, Ill welcome the change. For I know how priceless it is to me.
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