It is when the little drop of tear rolls down the cheeks

and accidentally caught between the lips that

the realization dawns up on you that there is an ocean with in you

There are unfathomable depths and untouched treasures

Deep interiors of you co-exist tornadoes and placid zones

There are low pressure areas and high pressure ones

You are the navigator to explore your own oceans and deep with in.

Your ocean gets calmer and suddenly noisy, a beautiful dichotomy

Keep swimming and basking in your own oceans.

Also, let there be those drops once in a while to constantly remind

the depths in you, the ocean, your own ocean.

Darkness is scared of you, for it cannot see you

Bright light is scared of you, for it can see you fully

Death is scare of you, for you might reach him soon

Life is scared of you, for it has to put up with you

You are scared of yourself for whatever you are

You are scared of yourself for whatever you are not

All this makes us feel fear is inseparable part and a constant companion

Perhaps the redemption lies beyond light/darkness/life/death/you

@Display

Snickers with flickers

Overruns with underruns

Blue screen vies with blue sky

With suspended animation

There goes the recovered resumption

So bright, yet so dark

Nuanced balance is the color key

Power packed performance

Purposefully dithers to get around bands

Stray facts about artifacts….all are at Display

Time is tired of you

Evenings are wearied of you

Surroundings are bored of you

Air turned stale with never ending cycles of breathing….

Buds bloomed and shriveling, we relish on achievements

Tender barks withering, yet we count on experience.

Warm blood turning cold, and freezing, we elate and call it the composure

Of course, the best consolation is wisdom, no one but only the inexorability of time bestows