It is sobering to realize how insignificant we are in this universe, how much of a speck. And how much the grandeur of nature - a spectacular lunar eclipse, the sun shining on a quiet sea, a moonlit desert - shows us both the incredible world we live in - as also bring us back to the joy of minutiae, if only we have the eyes and time for it.
 
And it brings us back to the gorgeous littleness of our lives. How the highest joys are often reserved for the smallest of things. To have someone in our lives, who knows where the hidden mole in our bodies is. Someone who absorbs the worst of what we are and is ready to let us sink in their arms, irrespective. To sit in serene comfort with each other without a single regret in our hearts. Someone for whose well being we pray with the innermost core of our hearts.
 
Life finds its circle completed in strange mysterious ways. They are no large strokes, there are no Big Bang revelations, it is just the comfort our body and spirit know. A place where we are us and we call it our own.
 

If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the journeys we love - or not - 

• Departures


• Distances: Kaifi Azmi Ke Liye


• It Takes a Long Time to Arrive From Not Very Far Away

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Walking Towards the Light by MusicFiles

Majestic Autumn by MusicFiles


Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/walking-towards-the-light
Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/majestic-autumn
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