Are you Living, Experiencing, Enduring?

If with sighs you start on

Every single dawn,

If it’s like you want a halt
from the day’s unwanted call,
you’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If the sounds around you- the noise

You desire to shut- each and every voice,

If in peace and patience you aspire to dwell,

You know silence has got too much to tell,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If the soft breeze (to you) appears to sing

And with huge trees you wish to cling,

If every flower seems to smile at you

And recites to you the poems told to it by the dew,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If drizzles and showers make you weep

And hearing their lullaby you’d love to sleep,

If thunder makes your heart still thud

And a rainbow drives away all those baneful evil buds,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If the full moon gives you spirituality just as full

And the night at its peak makes you lull,

If seeing a star near the crescent

Makes you wish for those tenants and peasants,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If you’re living with dreams un-attained

And believe your wealth isn’t in monetary gain,

If you strive breath after breath

And believe you’ll, your own destiny set,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If you pause for moments unreasoningly

And at times act all unconsciously,

If you conscience gives out a voice real strong

That questions everything you’ve said and done all along,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If you often question the idea of God

And with yourself argue, converse and talk,

If in the dullest of all noons

You wonder which way life’s taking you to,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If you’ve ever felt the need of love

And the urge for your pain and grief to be curbed,

If you’ve ever strained yourself enough

To realize that earning love over money is though,

You’re living, experiencing, enduring.

If you’ve ever found yourself lonely at nights

And have wept, screeched, whined and cried,
if you still know that somewhere, something good persists,

You must know you’ve done more than just exist,

You’ve lived, experienced, endured.

 - आ कां क्षा .