Sitting in an abyss of oblivion,
waiting, for the next big adventure
I see chasms of emptiness, around, surround
me and I try to find meaning
In art, in my favorite literature
In poetry which mesmerizes the soul
In the voice of a captivating speaker, motivating millions
In the silence of meditation, I try, I fail
For it is not what the mind knows what it wants
it is the blessing of that unexpected moment, which brings a smile
The unexpected word of a friend, the gift unforeseen
The metallic voice from the machine which says, someone remembers
And going through the list of those I wish to catch the attention of
My eyes return to a name, a face – auspicious, grand, gorgeous
With a cute round face and straight hair, she stands proudly and smiles at me
And I don’t know why, I’m drawn to her
She embodies a mentor, whose words guided me through a dark period
and her silhouette glows with our teacher’s wisdom
Yet, I’ve hardly spoken to her, I don’t know if she would like to
I do know her learnings, will take her on a journey I wish to accompany her on
And so I leave my inhibitions behind, believing a lose thread connects us
Never having been so direct before, I ask her to join me for supper
Taken aback she is, for few have dared to approach her so direct
Amused I am, and anxious for her response
I know not where the story leads, I know not if I care
I know not if she would be a friend, or more or nothing at all
But sometimes, you need to give life that chance
to take a step ahead and discover someone
for that someone you might not be able to afford to miss
Sometimes, you need to take that leap
and let your fall guide the rest of the way
Sometimes, you need to walk out in the rain
let the breeze touch you
and discover, Monsoon
Vishal Gupta
July 19th, 2014
