Tenderly

What are we if not the ones who crave for second chances. And what is this world if not a place which is spatially abundant but trajectorily linear.

 

An opportunity lost, a call not made, an apology kept back, a feedback reined, a love abandoned. Life is a compulsive giver. It's we who are blindsided with the cornucopia of choice - mistakenly thinking that life will keep giving. That we will keep rebuffing its generosity, with impatience, with disdain, with ego, and we will keep getting what we want.

 

But even the universe gets tired. When it sees its largesse being rejected, being thrown asunder with impunity, of being taken for granted, it just takes its plentitude elsewhere.

That's why trying to get back what we've lost, trying to bring back whom we've lost, are often exercises in futility.

 

Apart from the context being changed, the dominoes having shifted, the reference points getting lost, the heat and light which accompanies first crushes and initial rushes simply do not find any resonance when time shifts reference points. When time and tide  bring other people and more contexts which are eager to adopt the universe's gifts, the munificence shifts.

 

Our rejection of the other then leaves us bereft and alone.

 

If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the touchy-feelness of departures - 

• Sometimes We Remember So Hard
• Departures
• I Heard That You Just Set Off on a Journey

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The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -

Pullman City Hard by Sascha Ende

Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/pullman-city-hard

Licence:  https://filmmusic.io/standard-license