A Delicate Balance Of Life Poem by Brijaal Dana

A Delicate Balance Of Life



From the soils of the earth where a natural mixture of nutrients that are capable of creating a life form that can thrive from nature's own cycle of re-occurrences is truly amazing. It is the photosynthesis of life which requires the sunshine and the rains on a regular basis known as a natural phenomenon. Too much rain and the life could be washed away. Too much sunshine and life could be burned. Even the frigid temperatures that could freeze such a life could be the 'end-all' of a life form as it exists. To lay dormant or temporarily stagnate in such a way to appear as if something is not in its growing stage, can often be mistaken as a weakened or perhaps dying existence as may have been previously noted. Such a natural part of life can sometimes be mistaken as a troubled area of one's life form as it exists; however, these are mere ingredients of a natural strength building time. If not for the strengthening process of one's form of life, that life shall be weak, and unable to carry on with that life. The flooding rains and/or the intense heat and/or drought that sometimes happens, due to nature, is the process one may have to endure, to enable a strong healthy life, in order to survive its truest tests of a simple existence of life. As harsh as it may seem at times, it is life itself that necessitates the natural strengthening process, which allows this life to grow and flourish to its full potential. - Sure, this balance is a delicate one, whereas if too much of any one thing that may tip the scales unfavorably, death of this life would be sure to come. From the tallest of Redwoods to the most delicate of wildflowers, strength is needed to endure all of life's ills. Only the strong will survive. After all, life as we know it, is a purely natural existence. The storm-like conditions, and the calm; the overcast and the sunshine; the floods and the drought, should not be misconstrued as troubling times in the secret life of being. Rather it should be recognized as a test of time. Such is the case in all life forms as we know it. There is a delicate balance of life whether it is in the gentlest of flowers, the strongest of trees, and in the weakest of newborn babies, or even in our most caring of relationships. It shall be noted that there truly is A DELICATE BALANCE OF LIFE!

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Gajanan Mishra 20 July 2013

delicate balance, good and fine, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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