in the end

andrew morrison wrote "A Poem For All Travellers" quoted from a Michael Swan poem.

here is my response to him:

anjoosan

thanks for sharing this post and the poem...here is my response to you in swan-vein:)


in the end
it is not about
trust or trusting
if the sun would shine
the next day
or moon will play
hide and seek
through the clouds

the traffic rush
interminable waits
irritating folks in the line ahead
people ensconced in a chair
they occupy by default
hindenburg egos
covering pin-head sensibility

in the end
it is not about
trust or trusting
but about not letting
the child in us
get too far away