Scary are things that we cannot control
however small the thing, when beyond our control
looms like dark clouds before a storm.
An undefined sickness in the body brings death near
while helplessly, we watch health fail
and keep telling ourselves that God knows best.
We, mortal beings live in boxes
sealed with limitations tied to knowledge.
When loved people leave
without heed to voices coming from behind
helplessness arises from the inner being
we can so much as beg in words and hands
and yet, the heart we cannot open and press.
When a loved one walks out the door
stars fall on futile grounds and we sigh.
As the air understands the wind
fear of the unknown entwines the fear of loss
while our prayers go in countless forms.
Since alternative forces give birth to life,
things we control and cannot our trust is born
in the invisible forces of the universe.
Tulip Chowdhury writes from Georgia, USA.
