Summoning the Storm
The days were sunny in Sunnyvale,
Blessed was the country, much of time.
A dark cloud showed up, once a while,
But sunny smiles would see them through.
A couple of clouds once showed up together,
The weaker minds begin doubting the sun,
Fretting their fear, and wagging their tongue.
Darkly rose those thought clouds,
And sneakily joined the dark clout.
Some more suspicion, more darker force,
And so on.
Analysts noticed the changing pattern,
Here’s something to bring a sensation,
Media screamed a coming storm,
Moods changed to caution & restless,
The sun was very much around, but
Steadily blocked by dread and doubt.
The whirl of collected fear finally rose,
Sullenly ballooning the burgeoning cloud,
Built up a menacing tempest,
That down-poured a cold merciless storm.
‘See, I told you, a storm will come’,
Spoke the naive and rationalizing minds, who had
Manifested a storm with their own fear and doubt,
And stayed unconscious of their power and clout.
ConsciousSanjay
About the author: A corporate professional turned entrepreneur, Sanjay Desai’s true passion lies in stimulating evolutionary change. Through ConsciousLeap, he seeks to trigger the spark of consciousness, using the literary and arts media to engender self-reflection and self-awareness.
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