Geetima Baruah Sarma
Harmony - Poem by Geetima Baruah Sarma
On a Sunday evening,
Swinging on a swing,
I remembered a saying -
'Work while you work,
Play while you play.'
I pondered awhile,
Does it mean concentration
A harmony between the two.
Though different, yet inseparable,
One cannot sustain without the other,
Energy and matter,
Metaphysical and mundane,
Soul and body.
[Published: 28 November 2009 in 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune']
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