How Would Life Ever Realize? Poem by Nikhil Parekh

How would the rose ever realize that it was profusely scented; unless and until it witnessed a pile of fetid garbage diffusing its unbearable stench towards
plain sky?

How would satiny cotton ever realize that it was voluptuously soft; unless and until it witnessed a mountain of thorns; barbarically ripping apart through innocuous flesh?

How would the river ever realize that it was a stupendous reservoir of life; unless and until it witnessed the acrimoniously dry desert; scorching blissful souls to minuscule embers of burning coal?

How would the rocket ever realize that it was astoundingly fast; unless and until it witnessed the overwhelmingly pot-bellied tortoise painstakingly crawling towards the finishing line?

How would the sighted ever realize that they were profoundly endowed by the Creator; unless and until they witnessed the blind stumbling at every step; even
under the most flamboyantly brilliant sunlight?

How would the rain ever realize that it was incredulously mystical; unless and until it witnessed the acerbic swords of monotonously sweltering drought; ruthlessly swipe traces of celestial civilization?

How would the diamond ever realize that it was enchantingly glittering; unless and until it witnessed the obsolete dilapidation of the dungeons; rotting with a trace of daylight since centuries unprecedented?

How would the aged man ever realize that he was exorbitantly lucky; unless and until he witnessed the freshly born infant being indiscriminately capsized by the jaws of ultimate death?

How would the cave ever realize that it was entrenched with divinely peace; unless and until it witnessed the rambunctiously boisterous hustle-bustle of the city; the unruly mobs of different tribes fighting spuriously for blood; in the name of God?

How would the summit of the mountain ever realize that it was incomprehensibly tall; unless and until it witnessed the rock bottom ground; not able to rise even an inch ever since the planet was created?

How would the ocean of love ever realize that it was irrefutably immortal; unless and until it witnessed the chapter of perfidiously lecherous betrayal?

How would the crackling flames of fire ever realize that they were unfathomably rejuvenating; unless and until they witnessed avalanches of uncouth ice; freeze
the most robust of souls alive?

How would the indefatigably throbbing heart ever realize that it was passionate; unless and until it witnessed lifeless skeletons suspended insidiously from
the lackadaisically barren ceiling?

How would the lion ever realize that he was the indomitable king of the jungle; unless and until he witnessed the rabbit hiding for mercy behind the untamed wilderness of the bushes?

How would beauty ever realize that it was ravishingly marvelous; unless and until it witnessed the most hideously distorted form of living kind?

How would the insurmountably wealthy ever realize that he was rich; unless and until they witnessed the beggar incessantly begging on the impoverished streets?

How would the literate ever realize that they were commendably knowledgeable; unless and until they witnessed the slave signing his most cherished document of freedom; with his bohemian thumb?

How would palpable breath ever realize that it was most indispensable trace of existence; unless and until it witnessed the coffin not able to budge even a
diminutive iota; incarcerated boundless feet beneath the surface of black mud?

And how would life ever realize that it was the most Omnipotent of all virtues in this fathomless Universe; unless and until it witnessed the seal of inevitably gory death?