Monday, September 3, 2018

A Wedding and a Funeral

What happens ultimately in our lives...
Is a hand dealt by destiny.
A wedding somewhere and a funeral somewhere...
The cycle goes on ...
Back and forth ...
Through the curves of our lives ...
She tries to comprehend it all...
Alas! In vain.

There can be no other ...
She's tried it all ...
None matches, what she had ...
Not even an inch closer.
She looks at the casket of life past ...
Should she open the Pandora's Box?
Then she looks beyond and yonder...
And like an explorer gathers her belongings...
Makes a bundle of her memories
...
And, moves on.
The sharks in the sea of live ...
Swimming around...
The vultures hovering above ...
She takes a plunge in the ocean ...
Floating on her back ...
Looking at the sky above ...
The clouds in various formations...
Making out the patterns ...
Finding a meaning to it.

A wedding of her thoughts ...
A culmination of sorts ...
Consummated ideas...
A funeral of her recent past.

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