Why are we blindly welcoming the arrival of new year,
Weren’t last few years our pained existence?
Does man have wisdom,
Or is he a natural phenomenon unguidable?
If man is susceptible to illusions
Then why not build a path with them?
Personal resolutions and planning
Are dousing of a grand fire.
Our fate was written in our evolution,
Search for happiness our greatest illusion.
New year is another year in a wrapper,
Don’t squander it in wisdom but live it in your veins.
Suffern, New York, January 4, 2022
maharaj.kaul@yahoo.com
