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| Panchpokhari, November 2021 |
Let me graze in my space
Leave me at peace
And all will be well!
As it is supposed to be
But then you want trouble
Everyone wants trouble, no?
Don’t you?
Not that they are wanted
But they come chasing anyways
Somewhere around the bend
Just when all the troubles were away
Simply following the lead
Leads coming from wherever
Who knows
But there was a perfect day
No it was a perfect shade
No no it was perfect time
No no it was the air
The loss of sense of time
Or was it the dimness of the sun
Sitting by the foothills
All the stress magically dissolved away
Comfort sinking in even if for a bit
As coincidences coincide
It is a time when you can rejoice in simply being
Participation mystique they say
But it is true what it is that they say
Yes let me graze in my space
Leave me at peace
And all will be well!
As it is supposed to be
But then you want trouble
Everyone wants trouble
Not that they are wanted
But they come chasing anyways
As we go looking for that bend!

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