This World Is An Exchanging Place!

   This world is an exchanging place!
   It's give and take! We're midst a race!

The pithy sun gives light and hues!
- And, heat, that warms our souls and hearts!!
In turn, we turn to dust, pure dust;
Of micro-microns, spread athwart!

   And, move upwards; move up, and up;
   In quest of reaching our own base!
      It's give and take! We're midst a race!

On the way, we are captured, enshrouded:
By condensing moistures in sky!
And, clouds are formed 'round us, shortly;
We're thrust earthward, midst thunderous cry!!

   And, drop with rain droplets on earth!
   If saved from traps; we're back to space!
      Its give and take! We're midst a race!
There, various forces drag us on:
And, zigzag paths take quite long time!
- Such time, that ages pass quietly;
That, we are speeding fast: past-prime!!

   You're there; if we can reach: that's true!
   But after all, how shall we face?
      It's give and take! We're midst a race!

                        •••••     - G.R.Prakash