There’s a mesmeric world between those tides
where the sun rules and yet the moon decides
when to reveal the marine realm that flourishes
crabs, corals, sea cucumbers, and starfishes
Sailing and snorkeling into the wild blue yonder
How many more such wonders await? I wonder
On pure beaches beyond the tropical rainforests
Baby turtles tumble out as they leave their nests
Tall palms, idyllic coves, and an ocean that glows
the wise mangrove creeks & the mud volcanoes
And to think amidst this was the gory cellular jail
Where each brick is a witness to trial and travail
What a human can do to another is unthinkable
And did we learn anything from it? It’s dubitable
Oh! There are indigenous tribes on far-off islands
Shielding their way of life like precious diamonds
Secluded from everyone for thousands of years
With no wish to be under our nosy eyes and ears
Accustomed to ways of the wind and the waves
They make us ‘advanced’ look like digital slaves
Miles away from the lives we are running to build
Living with bare minimum, they are strong-willed
Tons of thoughts tossed and turned in my mind
As I sank in my hammock to snooze and unwind
How much is too much and how less is lacking,
to live serenely in this world without cracking?
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