Thoughts in the woods: Maybe..

Photo by:Swapnil Bhopatkar

Maybe these laughters of the river wants me to smile,

Maybe her dancing moves wants me to show the path,

the path of hardships it has to go through,

the path when it was about to lose itself and yet kept it together,

the path where it still flourishes.

Maybe the rocks wanna tell me to stay strong,

or maybe they have a story to tell,

the story of how rivers cut them through,

and yet they are still intact,

and the story of their not-so-strong friends,

who didn't fight back and lost virtues,

for they thought river is fierce and nobody would stand a chance,

and yet there are mountains,

who aren't afraid of anything,

who doesn't let anyone to tear it apart,

for those who are determined shall find their way around it.

Maybe even sun-rays wants to tell a story,

that after shining hard throughout the day, 

they get tired as well, and takes shelter, 

for no one can retain certain state beyond limits.

Maybe these clouds have a story as well,

that you have to keep moving,

for if you stay, you would lose yourself to rain,

or maybe they aren't scared of losing,

maybe they know that it's the cycle of the nature,

and if you have lived here, you must die.

Maybe everything has a story,

Maybe it's time we listen,

Maybe...