E=mc-2… Poem by kunjubi varghese

Does anything in this earth, ever perish?

And disappear into nothingness and void?

A leaf, a life, a flower, a song, a rainbow!


A tree, a leaf, or a flower, when it withers

The good earth receives it with pleasure.

It dissolves with the mud, in its source.

The roots take away the substances,

And bring them back to life.

The remnants of a human being disintegrate and

Unite with the five elements which composed it.

The whole earth is a grand grave yard.

For withered, battered, and dead lives;

Buried and hidden in its cavernous womb;

Over millenniums, ever procreating

From the debris of accumulated fragments,

In another shape; tubers, cereals, fruits, crops,

And food for whatever we eat as flesh,

To complete the cycle of life, in the universe.

Even the scattered ash over water

Comes back as salt from the sea in our food.

Nothing can be severed from anything eternally.

That proclivity exists in everything, animate or

Inanimate, similar to proton-neutron relation.

That is human bondage, nature’s bondage…