Raison d'etre

By watedroplet

 This poem is inspired by Mary Oliver's poem "The Summer Day." I have borrowed 1, 4, 11, 16-19


Who made the world?
With different skin and structure
living together in this cosmic aperture
fulfilling their own called ventures;
amidst them all I found 
one such friend—the grasshopper.
This grasshopper, I mean—
one with a green coat,
long green hopping appendages and
bright bulging globe
with compounded lens
covering wider panes;
often seen taking leaps
from one green blade to another.

Donned in humbleness
it approached with folded limbs
offering a prayer wish.
So, please don't question
what is it searching for
among the green blades
or basking on a green.

Sometimes daydreaming
and wandering in thoughts
might seem waste of time
and a useless deed for a 
fast-paced world of ours.
Don't be blinded by these standards
which are nowhere universal;
for every individual is unique
with unreplicable idiosyncrasy
that leads them into their generativity.

Now, once I know this truth, I ask you
what else, should I have done?
We all are well aware of the nature of the life cycle.
So, I ask you, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

©water2025
29/10/2025-1/11/2025


This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon 2025


Comments

  1. Freshdaisiesdotme6 November 2025 at 20:37

    Beautiful description of the grasshopper and how you’ve linked nature’s creativity with purpose of life. My purpose in life is to be happy and content and successful in whatever I choose to do!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Water8 November 2025 at 13:31

      Thank you for your inspiring appreciations. Your purpose is most wisest. I too go with the same.

      Delete
  2. A Rustic Mind12 November 2025 at 05:04

    Really enjoyed this one! 😊 The way you explored your “raison d’être” and gave words to what drives you was beautifully done.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Posts most loved

Judgment fear

By watedroplet
Image
  Reaching the end, now I have discussed with you everything we can do to show self-love. This topic will be incomplete if I do not discuss this one barrier, which has the capability to pull down everything.  If we have open wounds, we can dress and heal them; if we have ulcers, we can take care and medicine to get them healed; if a fire breaks out, you can call the fire brigade and help, but what will you do if you are judging yourself or you are being judged? Judgement fear is like a cancer that flourishes within no time. It ruins our self-confidence and self-esteem; it kills love and understanding between me and my inner self; it convinces us that self-love is not for us; it is a property of few.  The sting of judgment is poisonous. No one escapes it. I had learned how to fill myself with positivity; I knew how to keep myself charged and encouraged; I took good care of self-compassion and self-care. In this balanced state I fell into a situation where I offended one o...
Read more

Savour that mouth waters

By watedroplet
 I still remember this meal. It always made me content. On my nights off I would sleep like a log and then get up at 12 noon and rush to Kondhwa Road to the South Indian Restaurant. Pack the brown rice, and prawn curry or fish curry. The hot steamed rice with prawn curry ah! So yummy. Prawn curry Kerala style. Ingredients Prawns—500 grams Crushed garlic—1 teaspoon Crushed ginger—1 teaspoon Turmeric—2 teaspoons Coconut oil—2 tablespoons Curry leaves Mustard seeds—1 teaspoon Cumin seeds—1 teaspoon Green chillies Onion—1 chopped Kashmiri chili—1 teaspoon Coconut milk—300 ml Kokum rinds—2 Salt to taste Method 1. Soak kokum in hot water for 15 minutes.  2. Marinate cleaned and deveined prawns with salt, turmeric, and chili powder.  3. Heat the pan and sauté mustard and cumin seeds.  4. Add onions and fry till translucent.  5. Add Kashmiri chili and roast for a while.  6. Add prawn and kokum water.  7. Prawn is cooked when it curls and turns red. ' 8. Add co...
Read more

Discovering my cooking mind

By watedroplet
Moving out of the house remains the biggest dream of everyone. Mine was the same. Studying in a college was quite good. I hardly remember missing my family. Getting a job was icing on top. Now life seemed settled. This was the moment when I felt relaxed and content. Then I started thinking about what to do next. My mother is a good cook. I always longed to cook like her, both creatively and tastily.      In my school days, I saw my friends cooking tasty dishes in sixth class, and I was nowhere. I also wanted to cook good food like my mother and like my friends.      I still remember the first dish I prepared. It was "aloo bhuji." I prepared three or four large potatoes. My potatoes were getting sticky to my kadhai, but still they were not cooked well. I put water on it, and it started sticking more. I have used more turmeric also so that I get a good yellow color. I also used more cumin powder.      My family members said it was okay, and whe...
Read more