AN ART ESSAY
What an insight it could be to
travel in a Commitment Train called
Ma,
to have a window seat, but this time
look inside rather
than out.
Just a silent witness along for the ride.
I would then see the inner workings
of a pure soul, full of love,
moving on the tracks of life.
Through rivers, fields and all
the rife,
nothing seeming to deter those flywheels.
An engine of commitment, fueled just
by purity and love to stop
and go.
Life’s signals of red and green
guided by conscience
as the driver keeps
one eye on the road and another inward.
On a silent night, when the winds are still
you may hear a quiet
voice, and feel
sometimes steam, sometimes tears.
Yet this
journey that seems endless in distance
feels like a pilgrimage,
abundant with blessings.
This commitment train never rests.
There are different
destinations and stops
but, unspoken commitment bound,
into
the nights and days, on an endless journey.
So, there is promise
in the morrows for ones who follow.
Art and Poetry by NARENDRA KINI
Narendra Kini
