Trajectories Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI
Trajectories
What pulls me near
may push you far
away.
I may not know.
You may not know.
Stars high above have trajectories -
do they know?
They collide, often,
often reduce to dust,
falling down.
You, I, stars, -
none of us are ever sure.
Life is not a guarantee.
It is a flow:
turbulent, chaotic.
And that flow -
that uncertainty -
is what makes life
worth living.
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