Mere Words

(Prof. R.P. Garg) 

From the dazzling peaks of the Himalayas

In all your resplendent glory

You descend to the plains

And down to the see you flow my river. 

From the sea again you rise

In dark spiralling vapours 

And fly back to Himalayan peaks 

Again to trickle down to the plains.

Floating and dancing in the air 

You come down to dust my leaf

For who can flee his destiny

But from the dust you rise again

In the sap you flow back to leaves.

Life and death, rise and fall, 

Coming and going, growth and decay, 

Are mere words 

Mere sounds 

I sing for the eternal flux. 

R.P. Garg 5 4 / 8, Mansarovar, Jaipur- 102020 Mob. 9414646696