Pebbles

I wonder,
if consciousness is real;
and are we really animated?
Or are these senses just an illusion?

What if it’s a dream?
We may as well be pebbles,
pebbles,
in the stream being dragged along the tide;

Bumping into each other,
more pebbles in the drift;
A few rocks along the way,
and some, that have withered into sand;

Caught in the current,
forgetting some we bumped into a while ago,
as we move seamlessly with a few;
Some just like us, some completely different;

In “Love”,
with the ones closest to us;
As long as we float together;
As far as the stream takes us;

We’re all just drifting along;
Pebbles.
In the stream of life.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

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