The Gurus told me - "Son, to succeed
You oughtta have objectives and focus!"
Alas, my life's been a series of endless distractions
Aimless, without purpose, a casual circus!
My mind wandered, enchanted by the untiring activity
of the sparrow, building its nest in unattached delight
I could not help but be drawn to
The mellow clouds turning purple in the twilight
I was diverted easily when the first lightning
Thundered on the dry thirsty horizon
I was unable to turn a blind eye to
The bloom on a ficus, the rains from the heaven
I was powerless to the inducements of love
And its limitless sensuous diversions
I succumbed freely to the mysteries
all around, to life's ceaseless temptations
I failed my gurus - clearly - who asked me
To strive for goals and focus!
Instead I indulged the call of endless distractions
Beautiful and delicious!
Abhay B. Joshi