Poetry in Life

Is there poetry in today's life?
The spontaneous expression of life..not dictated by necessity or design
Like a spring of fresh water.. in the mountains..amidst the silence of the woods
Of its own rhythm and in rhythm with the universe
Not actions of compulsion or compromise
Not from ambition or dictated by jurisdiction
Not the politics of quid pro quo !
Without the need for name or fame
And not stemming from greed or gratitude
No grandeur, no modesty
Uninhibited by the watchful eye of society..
Expression of true nature and that is Poetry !

  

On Living and Working

Sir, What do you do for a Living?.....

I LIVE... 

But sir, don't you work?

But you did not ask me if I work......


Work has become our LIFE for most of us in today's times …

Work by definition involves an exertion of force, to lift an object, move a thing from one place to another and so on.

So making life a work, we have got our lives entangled with the elements in machines like force, weight or friction. And we borrow the same solutions from the world of machines , like lubricating our lives with a vacation now and then.

But really, can we banish "work" from life? By this we dont mean living off someone, not at all.

Making a living has become our essence of life, our identity.

And this is true, for a millionaire or a daily wages worker.

A millionaire works for his ego and a worker for his stomach.