Aliveness is about ease;
But it is not easy
Love is for happiness;
But it's not a fondness of pain ||
The path, the destination and the hustle;
Is not meant for everyone.
We take a step, we halt;
Mellow out and start again ||
We stumble upon, manoeuvre,
We break down; wear out.
And that's how we find Courage ||
These depths, those heights;
The strictures; the flabbiness,
The misty daylight silhouettes.
Nothing lasts forever ||
The glistening leaves on boughs and twigs;
Fall down in a breezy autumn twilight.
The tender greens;
Are footed in a brisk.
But the continuity never ends ||
Hail! Spring comes back;
With leaves sprouting on trees,
Gentle and sweet sunshine;
Quivers our heart ||
And a new ray of hope is sighted;
For life is about ease-
But it is not easy ||
~ Hena Kausar
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