Does a leaf that flutters with the whimsical wind
ever demand a reason for the flight?
Does the love that beckons a novice heart
ever wait for a season that's right?
Does the river that flows by eternally
ever question the sea for it's plight?
Or the waves that touch the shore with hope
ever withdraw their quest at night?
why then must i let go of the faith
that i'm ruled by the laws of life?
why then must i retaliate, fight
the time-like oblivious strife?
Ah! the joy of surrender is known but to few
the peace that abandon brings in washes me anew!!
-Saranya
