Travels

There are times when we feel like we're making the same mistakes again....except we aren't. Times when we feel like inspite of our decisions being right, they feel wrong intuitively and the things we most want to get way from are the things that we also crave the most.

Life itself seems like a journey where even though we may have learnt much, we feel still like there is much much more to learn. We start at the beginning and no matter how hard we try, we just come back to the beginning realizing that life is too magnificent, too vast and infinite for us to grasp with our little hands.

Like the Red Queen's race in Alice in Wonderland, "...it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run atleast twice as fast as that!" :-)

This poem is a sense of my travels so far:

Travels

Having freed myself
Why do I now desire
Most deeply to be bound?

Having scaled the peak
Why do I now crave
To come back down?

Or perhaps I have fallen
Instead
Not risen, not freed
Still am I tempted
And no longer sure
Of what I desire

Have I woken or
Am I just dreaming yet
Another dream?
Searching searching
I thought I had found
‘Twas an obsession
And in it I am now ground.
Maybe in circles I have
Been walking
Thinking I’m going
But only returning

A wayfarer for lifetimes
It seems I have been
At each birth, only to come back
to the beginning

The empty pull inside me
Holds no bounds.
So I start over and over
On a path where
Beginning is End
and the End is a Beginning.

--Megha (09/13/2010)