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Pheww...Relieved!

What a relief
to be able to differentiate
between sadness 
and grief.
 
Sadness is momentary
bringing in mood swings,
While grief is a shock to nerves
taking its own time to heal.
 
Being unaware 
of either of them
I took head on
the winds of change,
without giving a thought,
to what it is and what it's not,
and learnt the hard way
that it's life's way
to remind me of my humanness
and Time's unescapable sway.
 
Naivety is cute
but it doesn't help
like a parachute,
when you need to land
on the canvas of life,
rather it needs
to be suctioned away,
to bring back the balance
to the wavering flight.
 
Looking back 
I realize,
how hopeless it would be
to remain alive
and yet not
experience life.

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