Life Is Like Walking A Precipice - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Man, thy mission it is in life,
To watch and walk the precipice,
Oft sharper than the blade of knife,
If lost, restoring balance in a trice,
With an odd chance and choice precise,
If need be with a throw of biased dice,
To fill up anew karmic plate,
And much before it’s tossed by fate.
- Reflections | 02.04.05 |
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