To Ponder Poem by Venmathi R

Life is not as we think
But is as it is
Decisively and decidedly
It is how we perceive
And act upon it.

It moves
When you move with it
It drowns
When you swim against it.

It showers happiness
When you experience it
With awareness, awe and aplomb.

The fetters are
The religious texts
--Mere pillows for 'good sleep'
Like teddy bears to children--
Understood ritually
In parrot-like fashion.

Alas! The solace is ephemeral
Likely to backlash
In crisis, chaos, calamity and despair
As it assures paradise after death
And not in Life.