Here comes an infant
who depends to grow up and be fed.
Here comes a bird
who depends on the weather, to emigrate.
Here comes the weather;
Like that of the rain
depending on the season of winds to move in a certain direction, for them to change.
Like that of the sun who depends for the moon to fall asleep.
Like that of fauna
depending on trees for shelter to survive, make home and canvass for it’s prey.
it is in the very nature of things
indebtedness comes along.
Tired, tethered are we
to people, places and surroundings around.
It is no wonder,
as we take life and part alone in our sojourn.
We chose to lead a life
owing to the nature of our debt,
acting in consonance with
relations made and found.
We come to partake roles,
divulge in remnants
of those who birth or part
before even, coming to treasure life as it remains.
– Shweta Kher