Weathervane

I remember the devastation and the complete aimlessness I was feeling as I stared at the Thames in Island Gardens Park. It was cold and very windy, but I did not care at that point. The Royal Naval College’s weathervanes were pointing to the right as I laughed on the fact that it will be my right but if I were standing facing backwards, then it would be left. Isn’t that how perspective works? I could not care there. I wanted to give up. I did not know how to go on. Luckily, I did go on. And I hope you do too. We might have broken our weathervanes but that is just a momentary hiccup. Keep going. 

Be like water.

Written in London, UK 2021

I cam to seek guidance

Tell me how to find eternal silence

Point me to the merit of

The clashing elements

To the place, where my

Pillars of creation are forming

My presence

I always come and you

Point to the right

But is it right for me

Is it right for you

No matter the way it

Will be alright?

You know, I think I am

Completely drained

Used to love the dance

But all I feel is hate

Went on a date a couple

Days ago but then I

Saw it was the same choreo

The winds blow

Your direction stays the same

I think I broke my weathervane

Bare-feet at the embankment

Stone cold concrete shore

I lost control paralysed by pain

Not sure I can take another one

How do I find my way?

- A