In twilight’s embrace, weary and old,
A dancer ponders the tales yet untold.
Will you linger in time’s gentle shade,
Or gracefully fade in the dusk, betrayed?

Endorphins spike, a fleeting ballet,
Life’s sweet melody, a transient display.
Touched by moments, morphed by the moon,
Forever entwined in destiny’s tune.

Life, a myth conquered, resplendent and bright,
Blinding with sight, in the cosmic light.
Replacing the echoes of stories once told.
Cyclic the dance, where new finds its hold.

What is, what may be,
Conundrum, simulations seek;
Familiar questions, you see.

Unlinking the chains,
Brings me down, unrest remains,
Research needs more spark.

Haiku, words take flight,
Mundane notions I’ll forsake,
Challenges excite.

Love it.

If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things.

– Rene Descartes

I recently stumbled on an old article. It was a nice read about the scientific pursuit, a treasure trove of neverending question that need answers. Read Why the Pursuit of Scientific Knowledge Will Never End.

It also reminded me of a quote I had read some time back, which I think is relevant here.

Mistakes are, after all, the foundations of truth, and if a man does not know what a thing is, it is at least an increase in knowledge if he knows what it is not.

– Carl G. Jung

Death lives eternal, as life lives on;
Stark and dark as life shines bright,
Eternal to nourish when life dwindles to oblivion,
Only the hidden side to the coin, unseen.

Fear not. Fight till the end.
Remove regrets that entangle the soul,
A life fulfilled in motion, let thy will not bend.
Memories maketh man, not the bowl.

A beautiful quote about the transience and purpose of things in nature.

One learns that the world, though made, is yet being made. That this is still the morning of creation. That mountains, long conceived, are now being born, brought to light by the glaciers, channels traced for coming rivers, basins hollowed for lakes.

– John Muir, Travels in Alaska

Undulating waves relentlessly pristine
Turquoise blue surrounds, a warm embrace surging;
Reef thriving beneath, blue skies above shine
A vacation this anniversary year eloquently fitting.

Fun with snorkels and catamaran previews,
Pools and the sun, scorching flesh and skins;
If the darkened tan can recite stories,
This would be a tale worth living again.

Ten years pass, in a new place crossed,
Turbulent the move, calm the water always;
Soft and supple, a lofty dream bless’d
She is my World, Ecstasy, for all my days.

Three years hence, a new dawn bright
Rudra the dancer, let love begin.
Tall stands the roarer, radiating energy with sight
Continents conquered and countries within.