The Man Behind Nature

By Avika Mundra

The rapid risk of water,

The mystical mist on her face

This breath-taking beauty that makes her falter,

And forget that she’s part of the rampageous race.

For a second, she forgets,

For a second, she forgives.

But there’s “only “time to frighten and fret,

Yet once she just lives.

She’d forgotten that she in a truthless race against time,

Tragically lost in her pennies and dimes.

Now she’s miraculously escaped from the volatile vines of greed.

For they’re her burning passions that she shouldn’t feed

Her fiery goals she must cherish and chase.

Because that is the only way out of this malicious maze.

Within these clashing colours of life , her identity she must seamlessly find.

Perhaps only then will she realize that she’s one of a kind.

By Avika Mundra