The True Spirit Of Life Poem by Nikhil Parekh

In order to bring out the true essence of rose; you need to place it in strong currents of misty breeze,

In order to bring out the true sparkle of diamond; you need to scrub it vigorously with a coarse chunk of cloth,

In order to bring out the true flavor of milk; you need to tenaciously extract the same from the sacrosanct demeanor of mother cow,

In order to bring out the true softness of scalp hair; you need to meticulously entangle the disdainful clusters; swish the hair brush animatedly all over,

In order to bring out the true aroma of swirling waves; you need to make them collide with the mammoth conglomerate of shining rocks,

In order to bring out the true color of the sky; you need to inundate it with dazzling beams of sunlight,

In order to bring out the true taste of succulent apple; you need to masticate the same with overwhelming ardor,

In order to bring out the true strength of cement; you need to sprinkle it with small pints of water everyday; granting it fortification with every hour unleashing,

In order to bring out the true heat of sands; you need to let them sizzle in hostile light rays of the afternoon,

In order to bring out the true complexion of the chameleon; you need to let it philander freely in constantly changing surroundings,

In order to bring out the true size of the preposterously huge whale; you need to place it in a pond replete with small fish,

In order to bring out the true transparency of mirror, you need to sight your reflection in the same; at an hour past unearthly midnight,

In order to bring out the true scent of nondescript mud; you need flood the same with infinite globules of fresh rainwater,

In order to bring out the true voice of the nightingale; you need to provide it with a perpetually still ambience to sing its melodious tunes,
In order to bring out the true smile of a child; you need to hoist it high in the air; kiss and tickle it voraciously in its ribs,

In order to bring out the true speed of the panther; you need to entice him with a flock of nimble footed deer galloping through the forest,

In order to bring out the true belligerence of a soldier; you need to place him against his adversary; on the merciless battlefield,

In order to bring out the true fervor of love; you need to stand by your beloved till times immemorial,

And in order to bring out the true spirit of life; you need to plunge into the sea of vivacious adventure; confront a plethora of acerbic barricades; and yet come out of
it all guns blazing.