Sometimes when her heart is not at peace,
She doesn’t see reason.
And then at other times, when she doesn’t see reason,
Her heart refuses to be at peace.
As far as reasons go,
There is no black and no white.
And only black and white
Give her reasonableness.
Caught in the web of reasons,
She weighs her options everyday.
Sought in the tasks of everyday,
Her options give her hints for the reasons.
Reasons, options, hints combined,
Her heart skips a beat and her face shines,
She laughs on the many complexities of life,
As the debate on peace and reason is yet again left BEHIND!!
-Stuti