The waves are ne'er discordant
with the mighty ocean.
Even a small wave sent
is a part of the ocean
and when a giant wave looms large
even then ‘tis a part of the ocean.

Through our lives misgivings barge
into the affairs of mundane tension.
But even as the waves roll
when the final bells toll
our exiguous life's soul
mingles with the whole!

chandra thiagarajan

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