Sunday Poem By Ruchira Mukherjee
The Rolling Stone
The rolling stone…..
Standing by the shore takes courage;
On a regular journey we hardly get to meet.
Times often fall short to define the distance between two ends.
A sense of grief stays by side.
Taking the shape of strength,fearlessness.
Breaking down repeatedly might not be easy .
However that helps in building the rock.
A sea always make path of its choice.
Stone: there is no end of metamorphosis.
The cyclic pattern continues……
Endless load to take , before a peaceful slumber.
Time keeps giving shape to new forms ;
Life will find its way and so will new beginnings.
It always come from beautiful endings.
stone :resemble the strength and struggle of woman .
Sea: Dominating entities or power.
Time: test of patience.