Detachment

The river-painting- oil on canvas- Mr.S.Chellaiah

The trees stood away from the water

The water knew its limits

The air stood still waiting

Each planet in its orbit

Everyone living their life

Consciously moving away

The light looked at everyone

Things were fine, in order


Hierarchy is a natural growth

Where the sun is bright

Bacteria lives more in touch

Keep away, keep away

Cultures created by the sun



Circles formed moved away

Centres of lives created

Gradually lost touch

Then became isolated

Now each centre thinks

The other is cunning, funny,

So on and so on.


Lives lost in classification

Unlearning systems involves

The same number of years

It took to build themselves

The genesis must have been slow

The end too will be slow


Religions come and go

Divisions come and go


Coming and going

Makes life interesting

The life of the intellectual species

Designed by ambition

Planned by the greed for perfection

Only to realise

That we need to detach from

Perceived perfections of arrogance