By loving and being loved

When you sent me to this earth

I was crying, weeping and screaming loud

My eyes were red, moist and swollen

And voice was choked by some spirit over

The angels then came and sat by my side

and started hugging me with affection wide

bidding a farewell to one of their child

oh! the child has a heart beating with pace such high

that it may burst with silent crys

"you told me about “being human”

and appreciated the genius minds of this universe

you showed me the beauty of green nature

and talked about the feasts enjoyed by humans

your angels carried me towards my “to be home”

and showed how protective a mother’s lap was

your messenger prepared a necklace of flowers

and earrings of shells near a beach cool and large

they decorated me into a beautiful attire

and mesmerised me with dimples of sparking smiles

but, what about me..my soul ?

The apple will nourish my body.

But Where will the daemon go?

Where will it get its nourishment from?”

“dear! You haven’t  even started yet

 Still, You are thinking too much.

Look! you have already started developing human!

This! exactly..this is the magic of my creation

Go! Go with some flying colours.

Climb, dance, talk and most importantly..fly apart"

"mm...my...my soul...

if it was hungry, thirsty and incomplete

in a house of god and angels

imagine! what its plight gonna be

on a land of greedy and chahoho creatures

it will be assaulted, scratched and mercilessly sucked

and...."

"nourish..nourish it...nourish its every fibre and grain

give..give it..fathoms of energy..

and quanta of sunlight..

nourish..nourish it..and then you will fly..fly apart."

"but h...hhh...how?"

"by loving and being loved”

author's note:
many poets, writers, philosophers and other great minds of this universe have talked about the existence of a soul or some power unseen and divine residing in this dark body made up of matter. often our (entire human race..) activities encroach us..directly or indirectly. here, we criticise or express our helplessness of the human nature. our allegations and complaints even target GOD sometimes. but, remember.."moh-maya" is enjoyed by body; and so, body itself repays for it. but, we can let the sacred flame of our soul burn by the very emotion GOD incorporated in EVERY human. that is, love. and this is not love of a man and a woman. but, divine love. you could love every human around yourself and cherish their being. i say, not human even. you could love any creature. i say, not creature even. one could love some thing non-living. and then, lets think about loving some thing non-existent. then, how divine will that be? and when you love, you are being loved.  

:with love~~isha jain~~