When The Time is Ripe,It Will Rain

Leave some words unspoken

If all is said

What will remain?

Leave some questions unanswered

If all is known

Life will be a meaningless game

Leave some bridges behind

If all are burnt

Walking on trodden paths is life’s bargain

Leave some tasks unplanned

If all is chalked out,

Surprises will rock your frame

Leave some roads untraversed

If all are trod

Crossroads will give you strain

Leave some tears unshed

If compassion is spent

How will you remain humane?

Leave some hearts untrampled

In the race of name and fame

You’ll be left alone in the midst of all gain

Leave some seeds buried deep

Wait with hope and love in your heart

When the time is ripe it will rain again

Life is a destination or a journey

a game or a maze

Live it as it comes, don’t try to explain

By Dr. Ritu Dewan