From above the green hill,
I watched the still blue sea
Shimmering like a bed of jewels
Just before the sun set.
The sun, the purple wheel that steers the world
Descends inch by inch
The moment it touches the sea,
I expect a sizzle on the water.
Oh! just a futile piece of imagination,
An illusion the pendulum of my mind played
A mischievous trick, conjured
Tired of seeing endless repetitions
The water didn't dramatically part
The sun with ease slipped in
Like a seed in to the awaiting earth
Too eager to regenerate.
A tranquil sunset yet again,
The whole world,with bated breath
Was awaiting it, a collective sigh of relief,
Didn't I hear? for now God didn't play dice,
Though never it could be totally ruled out,
Now,every worry goes to sleep in the dark,
And tomorrow would come
With a new set of promises and pains.
The pendulum thus swings--
Invisible, between day and night,
Possibility of darkness and light
The hopes that keep us going, and despair.