Comfort finds baby in mother's bosom,
a father's slap on the teenager's back,
busy parents in their lair; the day has ended
The artist in his studio, messy or pristine
The poet in her writing desk, wooden or plastic
The athlete in her sweaty gym or ice baths
The archers, the chess player respectively
The IT person near the hum of the server racks,
The community cook, high-end chef in the kitchen
about to be busy in the umpteen videos
The daily commuters in moments stolen
The public transport drivers, the salaried workers,
the plumbers, fixers somewhere surely
like Gods hiding in cloudy cushions
on a break from running the universe.
Comfort greets Sumi in coffee stains and splotches,
soft chalks dancing on beautiful blackboards,
familiar symbols holding tautological mysteries,
The halls and corridors of physics departments
visited by brightest of egos, deepest of thinkers,
biggest of intrigues that maybe five persons care about,
humblest of scholars even now,
and the most interesting of all,
the non-trivial clowning of hand-waving monkeys...
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Comfort finds baby in mother's bosom,
a father's slap on the teenager's back,
busy parents in their lair; the day has ended
The artist in his studio, messy or pristine
The poet in her writing desk, wooden or plastic
The athlete in her sweaty gym or ice baths
The archers, the chess player respectively
The IT person near the hum of the server racks,
The community cook, high-end chef in the kitchen
about to be busy in the umpteen videos
The daily commuters in moments stolen
The public transport drivers, the salaried workers,
the plumbers, fixers somewhere surely
like Gods hiding in cloudy cushions
on a break from running the universe.
Comfort greets Sumi in coffee stains and splotches,
soft chalks dancing on beautiful blackboards,
familiar symbols holding tautological mysteries,
The halls and corridors of physics departments
visited by the brightest of egos, the deepest of thinkers,
biggest of intrigues that maybe five persons care about,
and also the humblest of scholars still....
however and the most interesting of all,
the non-trivial clowning, the hand-waving
of those tool-wielding strategically-scheming monkeys
-- maybe a small group, a medium-big guild, or downright a big corporate --
maniacally obsessive to know more,
do less, measure better, tweak further,
and/or perhaps right at ease with not knowing....
doing more while keeping a good measure of things...