Consonance: A poem by Ramakant Pande

Consonance

On waking up

I drift staggering

my way

to the dawn break.

I silence the questions

they have no bearing

as I totter about

in complete surrender

ignoring questions or answers

on what and why.

I look and see and

what I have I mix and fix.

The day beckons me

for reasons

I don't wish to know

have never known

why

I no longer think

and just wander

and do whatever 

it wants me to.

And I work and work

till it 

lays me off,

lets me go

and I 

from the falling dark

hide away to curl

into a cozy warmth

and want it to last

for ever and ever.

Yet when it ends

it all is

all over again

and again and again.

I have no questions, 

I seek no answers

I am and intend to be

in consonance

in resonance 

with it 

to be

just as it needs me to

in its own terms..

.......... Ramakant Pande

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