The Seven Circles

Change, change, change, everybody's changing.
The years change, the seasons pass,
And yet we want the same feel.
It's a fear: a fear of carrying the world on our shoulders;
The fear of growing up!

It is prudent to fear; change is inevitable.
Childhood's innocence yearns for eternity,
Striking out before even playing the game.
Walk on, with hope and you'll see-
You are you, and the world is your playground!

Begone from the womb, and soar like the eagle.
Remember not the days you wept in your mamma's arms,
Recall not the hours you sought your daddy's advice,
Those days are gone, those words are now yours.
Strive ahead and prove their faith!

Make not fear your accomplice. But, hope and faith.
What is fear? The only thing to fear is fear itself.
So defy younghood's past for curiosity's sake.
'cause yesterday is spent and done with.
And the only present is tomorrow.

And growing up, you learn- nothing is as imagined.
The flower you dreamed of is a thorn.
The waters, a whirlpool; and the skies, a storm.
And your boat tremors with the evils of life.
But, shiver not!
The difference is made only when you take the path less travelled by.
The tunnel is dark, the light shimmers at the end.

Your options diminishing, your pride shattering.
And you get to hear- Nazareth is sleeping.
To lie here under You..
And yet you move on, the light at the end still shining.
Driving you on to your fate; your meaning of life.

And crawling, weeping, dying, crawling,
Your path meets death with its end.
Not forgiving, unforgiving,
Embracing it in its enlightenment!
Like Jesus to a child..

'cause remember- Dying is a part of life.
Smiling, one must enter the light, seven times thus.
'cause smiling we wake up again,
In the dark of the womb,
From yesteryear's dream,
Again foolishly waiting for immortality..

"So arise, and unbuild it again!
And you'll be glad of another death."

[September 2009]