O! Krishna!
Sometimes I feel
I should have pitched my goal
Somewhere visibly
Rather than up there beyond
in some unspecified reach.
Mathematics was growing in my love;
Physics theory was catching me once;
Visible goals give you pep
When reached and after;
But this beyond is always a non-starter
In your backyard
But all the time bewitches you to get in
And gives you illusions of super-reaches;
Sort of a drug? who knows?
Even now if I get in
I forget all these grievings
And bless me for the choice and perseverance.
But, one has to see somethings tangible you know!
Sowing in the unseen, reaping in the beyond,
Tasting the transcendent,
But the being's stomach is resolutely stoic.
Either the transcendent becomes tangible
Or the concrete becomes the abstract,
If neither is possible,
Then is your smile just a parallax ?
Srirangam Mohanarangan
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