Truth & Imagination Poem by Aparna Mirchandani

Listen.
The Trees are talking.
Listen.
The Wind is whispering.
Listen
Nocturnal life has come alive.

Look.
The moonlight streams over your hands.
Look.
It illuminates your path.
Look.
The sunlight reflects in your eyes.
Look.
Its depth is unfathomable.

Everywhere around us, there is music,
music that is emitted from the celestial bodies,
the elements of nature,
& from a simple machine created by man.

Everywhere around us, we see the miracle of life.
The smallest creatures, with the biggest lessons,
and the forward thinking of man
disrupting the laws of nature.

I urge you to look, open your eyes to the truth.
Listen carefully,
to the beautiful music around you.

Dance to it, hum along to it,
Flow along with it & stop trying to fight it.

This, my friend.
Is the rhythm of rapture.
The noise of nature.
The tone of truth.
& a Lullaby, called life,
allowing you to drift towards sleep,
which is the beginning of the end.

The end itself however,
is a new beginning,
a journey,
that some take upon themselves.

When the sun sets on your horizon,
The sounds will tune into a lament,
but the Angels will sing in welcome.

So never be lonely,
& never shed a tear,
for that is a sound,
one can never endure.