The boat is floating on the river
throughout its life
rowing from one end to another
facing all tides of river
always discern direction of wind
rowing in direction of wind
when the water is deep
storm is blunt
the boat is rowing with full
enthusiasm across the river
it has no fear of deep water
or blind storm to make dive.
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A deceptively simple poem conveying far deeper existential themes.
Thank you so much
Sir Louis Kasatkin.
Regards.
Profound.
Thanks a lot Rahul Aithal.