Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Residual thought

Because this life is all but
Atoms of carbon and hydrogen
Woven creatively,
And working through
Intricate mesh of chemical reactions,
Releasing and absorbing energy
In a synchronized manner.
A huge complicated atomic cluster
Put together
For an infinitesimally
Small moment.
A couple of breaths.
The rise and fall of chest.
Beyond that?
Zilch.
Zero.
Cipher.
And nix as it may be,
It is this rhythm,
Now rising now falling,
That determines
Our stay here.
Because
It is this
Movement of diaphragm alone
That matters
To those who know the trade of medicine ...

Linking with Five Minute Friday : Because

2 comments:

  1. So I am a little late this week, but so glad that I am your neighbour at FMF.
    Loved your poem...(I just took a breath). Rosanne

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    1. Thank you so much Rosanne. It is a pleasure to hear from you.

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