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Triumph of the Heart

The sun hid behind yet another day,
shielded by the power of the dense clouds
Light around was sparse and dull
and the mood in air was mellow and lull
I tried my best to pick myself up
and sucked the very last drop of my coffee cup
But my mood waxed and waned
in the hope of a revolution
A revolution that would churn the best in me
A revolution that will break the shackles
But where is it going to come from
that was the question raising in me
A question whose answers lie
very much within my jittery mind
I tried converting every fear into action
and waited to strike gold
I left no unturned stone
but my quest remained unquenched.
Alas my steps turned slower
and will to turn back more
as my destination became hazy
In a weak moment or so
I decided I had enough
and turned back defeated in my mind
But my heart wouldn't agree
the persistence of the voice within was compelling
I turned back and took one more step just for the heck
to step right into a gold mine
Ecstasy knew no bounds
and passion prevailed over logic    

Mahesh Jambunathan
August 3, 2003

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