The sun slowly crept behind the horizon,
and as it got darker it was much scarier.
As if vicious eyes constantly on a prowl,
there I stood all alone, lost in the sands.
Just two days ago life was never the same,
I, totally unaware of darkness that stretches up to infinity.
Unaware, that a habitat exists at 50 degrees centigrade.
Unaware, one day I too will be made equal to dust.
By now moon had crawled up to the zenith,
The ferocious wind made sand helter- skelter.
With every step, my heart sank a beat.
Of hope and confidence- none was left.
And dear nature it seemed was in no jovial mood,
There was a rush of wind or was it a sand storm.
My feet did not have to await the orders from the brain,
They just ran, a run for dear life!
For lust, love and power I didn’t even care,
For when death awaits life becomes major priority.
My eyes, my ears, my body were full of dust.
Nature, she didn’t even spare my thoughts.
Finally my poor feet could not bear my weight any more.
It seemed my stay on planet earth was over…
And suddenly lady luck smiled or was it nature’s miracle.
The ferocious winds calmed down.
The inspirational moon once again smiling bright.
It all seemed like a prelaid plan a nature’s game.
Challenging my existence, the human existence.
As if a war cry against man made world of lust.
It was almost like a rendezvous with nature’s worst.
Though I still cannot understand nature.
And at times cursed her for all this mess.
But have certainly realised how crucial she is to you and me.
Though she is everywhere, can be seen, touched and felt.
Stretches from our eyes right up to infinity.
Yet cannot be caged nor can she be won!
Cause she does not belong to you or me.
As she dwells in hearts full of love and care.