The Odyssey, Long-Awaited
The Odyssey, Long-Awaited
This lethargy,
This hopelessness,
This gut feeling of a looming doom
– Shun them all!
For, lethargy never
Allows you to
Inch closer to your sole goal;
Dejection welcomes a feeble end
Long before it’s due; and
Anxious wait for a dicey doom
Oft grapples your rosy now
Ravaging your unborn dreams.
Own instead, if you must,
That Himalayan resilience
To fight the thrashings of a faltering fate,
To buck the burgeoning wrath around,
And the fluidity of the Ganges
To flow by unrestrained
Dissecting the rocky terrains, in silent toils
Until your soul merges with the Supreme.