I have been bruised and battered,
And all my constructs stand shattered;
Why can't with the rhythm I align?
Was my conduct not benign?
Can you see me running?
My fortitude now lays tattered,
But it is the enervation that mattered;
How much must I run to shine?
Or should I run till I break my spine?
"Run with a snake in both your fists",
That is the message from thine;
Run I will till I am the sunshine,
And running I will merge with the Divine.
Can you see me running?
© Nitesh Kotecha
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