Show Down

I feared a show down
With life of my own
Unmindful of universally known facts
That everything depended on act

As the sun was lowering
I felt as if it had intention of some offering
In the form of blessings
So far truly, in fact, was missing

The clouds seemed to have never tuned red
Changed scene from life to that of dead
Sometimes appeared as horse
And sometimes devil rushed with force

Its direct reflection on calm water
Created a long shadow and then altered
It created panic in my mind
I raised head toward sky to find

Was it pointer of an arrow?
Had to observe something and follow?
I got puzzled and looked towards sky
So much in confusion and asked why?

Clouds just threatened with thunder
Was I committing any blunder?
There appeared sign of shining cross in gold
So many thoughts crossed mind and told

There is hope in decline
One must strive for good line
Even hope to be build in sinking ship
Glimmer of hope should continue and never resort to weep

There was no upheaval on earth
There was no cyclone, earth quakes or any death
It was sign of divine appearance
One must consider himself to be lucky by chance

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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