If you wish to blow across vast expanses

And explore the world beyond

You have to be like the wind,

Which has no selfish intentions

To go the way it desires;

It accepts the path conditions pave for it.

If you want to be like the surging waves

Powerful and energetic,

You have to wait patiently in submission

Till a gale cuts through

Or gravity hoists you up

And then you crash into the shore with all your might.

If you dream of being a store of ancient wisdom, witness of grand events

Like the rocks and cliffs with their mysterious layers

Wait till the ground rumbles; 

The Sun flashes white - hot 

Or rushing forces overpower you

And erode you away to craft your tale.

When the giant star collapses

To meet its violent fate

Which shall rip it apart

Into the remains of its illustrious life

It does not despair, since what will be left

Shall be valued for generations after.

The historic tragedy of a thousand years ago

Which reduced to fragments a monument of triumph

Does not conceal with dust, but reveals to the curious

A treasure trove of mystery 

Apparently hidden before

Time brought it to its knees.

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Cherub Singh