Fleeting

These are times where life is reduced to the bare essentials of surviving. But these are the self-same times that heighten our sensitivities and evoke deeper thinking. This is the one time when I have spent so much time in self-reflection ...to think on what I think and why I think the thoughts I think ...and feel the way I feel. I am putting my thoughts and feelings into boxes ...carefully analyzing them, understanding them and curating them . I have to do this or they will quickly grow into an overwhelming avalanche...mercilessly gobbling up everything in sight. This year has taken the word 'Fleeting' to a whole new level.

Below is a poem which pretty much reflects my current state of mind.

Fleeting
Everything around me seems to be fleeting.
Thoughts and feelings are definitely there.
They are roaring , raging , overwhelming , drowning.
I gasp for  breath: air seems like water.
Another thought : How come I feel like I am drowning in air ?!!
This is a recurrent feeling these days , the gasping for life.
This is the biggest of all my boxes ... I have labelled it 'Handle it Care'
I have my favorite one , I have labelled it 'Use often'.
Inside it, I have my treasure stock of good feelings evoked by my accomplishments,
like getting out of bed to getting things done,
inspiring people with indomitable human spirits, my treasured people
and of course ...all things nature.
I have made friends with a birdie family.
We catch up at my kitchen window.
Oh , thought and feelings , that is where I started!!
What is fleeting is not just thoughts and feelings.
If fleeting moments and good-byes of the this year
are stacked up one atop another ,
I am sure it will reach infinity and beyond.
Those are not the only ones fleeting, life tops them all.
All different kinds of life ...black,white, brown,beige, green
yellow, grey, pink, blue.
Humanity is not just about humans.