Only Different

 

The heavy earth spins, not unmoving for an instant

Although appearing totally still

The wind gushes, howling sometimes in storms

While standing calm, on a summer hill

The ocean leaps in giant waves

Yet appears timid on the shore

The flame of a candle flickers randomly

But slowly quietness does restore

Even the cosmos appear dark and quiet

Apart from the occasional birth of a star

The space interrupted by black holes

Sucking light from afar

The earth, the air, the fire, ether

And the water, blue

The five elements are dynamic

And so is my mind unpredictable too

It fluctuates like the climate

Jovial in bright summers, gloomy in the winter

But if the nature is itself inconstant

Fickle like my mood

Then I'm not defective, but only different

To say otherwise, would be rude

These clouds, these stars, the phases of the moon

Constantly shifting ocean tides

The flowers, they bloom and wither,

The sun, dawn and dusk it decides

Accept me, like you accept them all

I'm not flawed, but only rare

I'm volatile, a bit temperamental

I rise and fall, with none to compare.

                                                                                                                                Niharika Prasad