Desert sands

what's your colour?

“Light shines, but so does Shadow. It is not everyone’s calibre to see the light of Shadow”, remarked a friend of mine. I was further intrigued into pondering over the desert and its depths. Taking cue from this philosophical viewpoint, i am trekking this path...

Desert, as it emerges in the mind’s eye, portrays extremes of nature’s variance, an unwillingness to emancipate from emaciation, a juxtaposition of coarseness and harshness that reality can ever be.

But, seldom do we witness the dance of abundance and lushness that is hidden beneath the cloaked and crooked. How else can one explain the alchemist's adventures to extract the elixir to the enigma called life. Just as darkness to light, misery to mirth, failure to fulfilment, harshness to holiness enhances the latter’s purpose and purport. As we traverse through physical to metaphysical realms, the examples too fade and cease to exist in the tangible domain but gently crossover to the empire of emotions, of which our dear desert is a silent symbolism. I take leave with just this ...

Arid and alive, they stretch far and wide,

Blowing winds and blazing sun are taken in stride,

Lessons for the willing and lesions for the wailing,

They stand in silence, all the while smelting,

Life’s rare facts galore threadbare,

Subtle and sublime having scarce fanfare,

For a winning heart it is prospects unlimited,

To a wilting hearth all’s connived and encrypted,

Open your eyes to see through the image,

Dear friend, truth is hidden beyond the mirage.