I am ready...

This scalding summer will soon be over,
Making way for the soothing monsoon.
How casually we take for granted
Nature's continuous cycle of the change,
Seldom realising we too are in this flux.
This ongoing everlasting metamorphosis,
Where the winter's shackles of the snow
Are unlocked to let the spring's flowers bloom,
And where an ugly, lethargic caterpillar
Becomes a buoyant, beautiful butterfly,
And where the vanished vapours go in the sky
Only to return as rain to quench our thirst!
Humbled, I bow, and mumble, 'I am ready,
No more worried about my withering body.'

Ā© Poet Desh
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