Rejuvenating
Zest of Life
K. V. ADVANI
Immature strain of life mars,
Youth’s spirit of gaiety and verve;
The rejuvenating zest of life leads,
To paradisal and roseate curve.
The soft green tendrils waft health,
But not so the yellow leaves;
Autumn heat does the withering,
But spring awakens rejuvenescence.
It is easy to be trigger happy,
To feed mind’s rose-red passion;
But deep urges for saner values,
Can trigger inwardly rejuvenating experience.
Beyond serenity of meditation cushions,
And healing verve of therapies,
Reality’s face is stern as marble;
Man needs heroic stuff and not florid draperies.
By transcending life’s inconscient ways,
We attain mellowness, sweet and ripe;
In life’s surging flux and drive,
We have to orchestrate values, supremely wise.
Man himself is the question mark,
Creating masks and enigmas;
It is the rejuvenating re-conditioning,
Of sub-conscious mind that eliminates traumas.