Even if we don't notice it, our senses never forget the value of the insignificant. Of the sun falling on our feet, of that one teardrop falling on our hand, of that longing which fills our world, of that single remembrance which is enough to destroy everything, before it attempts to build something again.
But ever so often, our senses bring these moments into our beings slowly, gently, sadly, when everything around us is collapsing - and we realize that we don't miss the big celebrations or the grand entrances or the splendid sights. What we really crave for are the most ephemeral and trifling of things. Moments reduced to quietness, walks slowed into inner explorations, a touch made to linger, sleep becoming a travel done together.
Finding life's significance might be your adventure; but life's meaning is sleeping in the crook of your arm with a serene smile.
If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems celebrating life:
I am a poet based out of India. My book of poetry 'Of Love and Other Abandonments' was an Amazon bestseller. My second book is 'Of Journeys & Other Ways to Get Lost'. Both are available on Amazon.
Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup.
Get in touch with me on uncutpoetrynow@gmail.com
The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -
You and Me Forever by MusicLFiles
Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/7937-you-and-me-forever
License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license