Deepak Sawhney (10 Dec 50 / DehraDun, India)
“Your” beautiful creations are all there
But - the anomalies… for us to stare?
Can there ever be perfection?
Or is it just a misconception!
The lion ripping the gazelle
The mantis eating its own
And what of the Thorn bird
The epitome of self-destruct
And the lemming
In whose sorrow, does it drown?
What is “Your” paradoxical conception?
In this ‘Dog eat Dog’ world
What is the objective – the goal?
To fit square pegs in a round hole?
Yet - we seek, search and try to find “You”
To an unknown end, the goal I wish I knew.
Could the imperfections be “Your” ‘Swansong’?
To tell us that this world after all is not wrong
Seems -‘You’ wish us to keep guessing! Play the game
And perhaps some of us will eventually discover ‘Your’ name.
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