A Metaphorical Interlude

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When the water climbed higher

And almost cut off my breath

I gasped out for help.

The hand that reached out

Was sturdy and strong.

He said,

It was all transient.

‘In letting go,

You find yourself.

In holding on,

You lose.’

He served me tea.

Shivering still,

I asked, slightly bemused

“Did I hold on or let go

Dear?”

Because,

In holding onto you,

I actually let go

Of my fears

And found myself true.

He said,

After tea,

You should read

Tolstoy!

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Pronouns

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I for Pronoun, said she

I, me, myself.

Like celebrities, someone quipped.

Like selfies, she grinned.

Like soul search, murmured a wise one.

I for Isthmus, said he

Hands around her, warm and kind;

Connecting two waters through

Land.

She is one too.

Forms connections across great divides.

You, for pronoun, said he

You, yours, your own.

Like a mirror image, you see

What is inside you,

Outside too.

Like a river, you flow

Towards the sea that wants you.

Like a magnet, you attract

What you desire to yourself.

“You are That,”

She grinned,

Tat-vam-asi.

Later, much later

Fingers entwined

Debating between

I and You,

Isthmus and Sea

Magnet and mirror,

They

Decided that their favourite pronoun

Was

‘Us’

After all.

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Zodiac Truths

November born

Zodiac of Scorpio:

The lizard, the serpent

The eagle

The phoenix

All within they say

Staring at the stars.

I am more interested in deaths

And new births

Because I have died many times

And been reborn as many

In one lifetime.

When love died every time

I died too, and a new me was born.

When trust fell by the wayside

Something within, naive and innocent

Died, and something wary, with flashing eyes

Reemerged, with a cynical smile.

Falsehoods have killed me, and soul truths

Have given me new life.

Everyday, I see within

The lizard of malice and anger

The serpent of wisdom and memory

The eagle of excellence and insight

The phoenix, rising above visible dimensions

Every moment,

Learning, dying, reborn.

And this November, I shall relearn

With humility and strength,

The reason for birth, the reason for death.

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