The Fluvial Mind
If the path before you is clear,
It may be your eyes but definitely another's mind;
If you know what you are looking for,
Then that is all you will ever find.
Like a river has no choice but to flow,
Meet a lake, fight a mountain even though;
Disappear will it one day with a desert bend,
Or merge with the ocean in the end.
It may be your eyes but definitely another's mind;
If you know what you are looking for,
Then that is all you will ever find.
Like a river has no choice but to flow,
Meet a lake, fight a mountain even though;
Disappear will it one day with a desert bend,
Or merge with the ocean in the end.
Labels: Life, Philosophy, Poem
posted by Rishit Desai at
2:27 PM
2 Comments:
This poem is depressing. Maybe I cannot understand. It feels to me as if all efforts are futile. It is what it is and that is it. Is the ultimate realization that it does not matter.
A river makes it own path. So this poem is inspirational in that sense, that we should apply our own mind and make our own path in life.
Even if you meet obstacles (like a mountain) or encounter stagnation (like a lake), you must endeavor to go on.
As in the Bhagwad Gita (or in 3 Idiots), do not look forward to the final result but strive in your action. The fruit will follow you (or may not come). Similarly the river may dry up in the desert or meet its destiny (meet the ocean).
Ofcourse, if you think of the course of a river as a pre-set path then the meaning will be depressing, but that is not the intention.
Thanks and hope you will now like it better.
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