Split Vision

It’s neither new nor unique

Which all of a sudden

Made me realize

The ultimate truth of life.

The Sun sets every evening,

Everyday I see the

Round shining,

Yellowish orange ball

Seems to go down

Through the window panes.

But today the branches

Of tree like open fingers

Have sieved the light

Of sun reaching me.

You must be wondering

What so special

Has happened which

Made me focus

Today on the broken

Yet complete periphery

Of the setting Sun.

I have read ‘Road Not Taken’

A number of times and felt

That there are always

Forks in life where

We have to decide upon

Which way to go.

But today, it’s not one

But many a paths, those

Have suddenly made

Themselves available

To the reach the sun.

The mystery unfolded

The ultimate Truth

Which is none but Death.

Yet we all travel

Different paths to

Reach our destination.

Depending on each one's

Frame of mind we can

Interpret the forged

Light reaching us.

Obstacles might be many

Yet the destination is one.

There is no denying

The fact that the Sun

Depicting the ultimate

Won’t deter from its place.

It’s we who have to

Jump, cross or side track

The hindrance

To reach our aim.

Some may find

Their vision

Absolutely clear one moment

While it might go hazy

The other moment.

But the target

Remains there.

We, the people

Have to enlarge the circle

Of our perspective

And visualize the

WHOLE fragmented

By temporary obstacles.