March Along Poem by Prayag Saikia
March Along
Rating: ★3.5
With a static hub
even the spokes of time
cannot reminisce.
Truth can be rendered
only in motion.
Hence O' traveller,
march along, march along.
It's a sin to stop
and sayI've arrived.
From the hub
the spokes radiate
to attain a celestial form
where truth neither dawns
nor sets,
but flourishes
when revolving
to paint a trail.
Thursday, April 26, 2018
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