I thought about thinking,
and then about not thinking.
I denied the accepting
and then accepted the denial.
The more I wondered, the little I understood,
The little I understood, the more I wondered.
There were questions and there were answers,
But they were no answers to my questions, no questions to give my answers.
For a moment I lost my bearings,
Where everything seemed less magical then before.
My eyes socketing in darkness;
People said I sparsely smiled and dropped my head low.
As I walked on the road I had not taken,
I barred the ifs and buts to flood the new void.
I walked endlessly,
too drained and too coy.
Clinging to my dusty sweater,
in a month where there was no need of it.
The road was getting rocky and beginning to dwindle too
But I asked my feet to continue to walk thru.
A eureka moment,
A burst of new thoughts,
Surprised, pleasantly ofcourse.
Change is the only constant;
We all know of that.
Immediately, Inertia sets in place,
For there are a few things to which we get so dearly attached.
So continue to walk even on the road you don’t take for yourself,
This road may be cold, dark and rocky at first;
For inertia is a prerequisite to change;
We must know that the world will get magical soon again.
By Sonia Agarwal