If the world has to end someday
I hope she finds her place underwater
As the sweet waves take over
And deep she goes into a dark oblivion.
For if she ended in fire
She may be cleansed to say
But the red molten mass that she’d be
She may never be revived again.
For if she ended in the ice
The beauty of her will survive
Preserved, but the warmth that she holds
For the ones which are living, will go.
But the water will soothe the burn
The warmth will someday return
The water will caress her curves
And tend to the wounds we gave.
Into the water, if she will go,
She will find a beautiful place
Maybe not as good as the bright sun
But water will bring her solace.
Looking at the ocean for the first time in cognitive memory, the soft solace that it brought, it felt like a beautiful resting place for a beautiful forever.
Copyright: Lipi Gupta,05/03/2018, 12:00 PM IST