One way is to be in so much of love
That you surrender
To every thrashing of the wave
Every caress and kiss.
Every frustrated release.
Every rebuke, each deed.
Another is of self love.
To stand strong against
Anything wrong.
To give as much respect to even self
As you expect
From the rest of the world.
To heal and care for self first.
And then extend it to any other.
But who is other
When it comes to Love!
Don't we give a piece extra
To the one we love?
And isn't love the major binding force,
The core raw material
The cosmic cure?
But equally important
Is Respect!
Respect of the 'sense of self'
By self and beloved!
Yet, who needs that?
Ego? Self? Life itself?
And one can't ever be sure -
If the intimacy of an entire ocean
Be reciprocated the same way
By an earthy shore!
One may be overly giving,
One can be simply absorbing!
One can be in need to be held!
One can be rightly strong to keep the beloved intact!
Different ways of expressions -
May or may not receive
The same reciprocation!
Then what's the right way?
To surrender or the high way?
What's the right way?
To accept or bring a change?
And is there really any right way?
For that's the nature of waves.
To keep coming to the shore,
Yet running away!
And that's the nature of the shore
To keep waiting -
For every embrace!
To keep thirsting for more!
And there is no way for both
To but be together - as a whole!
Expanding and contracting.
Dancing in a duet -
Now fighting, now kissing!
~ Surbhi Rohera
