Triveni Journal

1927 | 11,233,916 words

Triveni is a journal dedicated to ancient Indian culture, history, philosophy, art, spirituality, music and all sorts of literature. Triveni was founded at Madras in 1927 and since that time various authors have donated their creativity in the form of articles, covering many aspects of public life....

Crossing the Rubicon

Srimathi Nilima Devi

LIFE
Is to some as a glass of wine
To be greedily quaffed in one hurried draught
To the dregs, and then, the glass renewed
With vintage of a fresher brew,
Be it sweet or bitter.
TO ANOTHER:
It is as a tapestry, and he the weaver
Who dyes the warp in wondrous hues
And weaves the weft in patterns gay.
But Time fades the blue to grey, the mauve to lavender
Making all colours look more soft and tender.
And yet, there gleams a thread of gold, ageless and bold.
TO YET ANOTHER:
Life is a fine, gay adventure,
And he sails on unchartered seas
Dauntless while the tempest rocks and heaves
His frail craft upon the foaming billows
Of the seething sea. But he steers it
With fearless faith on to the unknown haven.
TO ALL OTHERS:
Life is but a ruthless automaton
To which perpetually slaves they are,
Like cogs in its wheels, from birth till death,
Rotating day unto night, will-less, joy-less, soul-less.
Mechanical, they toil, sleep, wake, beget and die;
No waves of memory beat on the sandy shore of their span of Time,
Nor gleams of light shine on the dark recesses of their muddled mind.
Like a herd of dumb driven cattle they cross
The Rubicon betwixt life and death.

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