Destiny’s rails. A cinquain and prose collaboration.

Collaboration Post.

tales told different

Aishwarya and I composed this together. It was a much needed relief to do this with her, especially given the anxiety that was tainting this week for me.

The challenge of writing this together has livened my mood and I’m now bolstered to kick this anxiety.

It’s a wonder, the power of these little things.

Okay, here’s the collaboration.

Aishwarya wrote in plain italics and I did the bold italics.

Watch out for those three butterfly cinquains, they were quite the rascals to combine.

Destiny’s rails

A flowing river never stops, likewise is time.
Neither does a nod mean acceptance, nor does silence mean indifference.
All of us are puppets to time’s test.

Surprises lurk at every twist and turn, obstacles set by the divine.
Is life a show scripted by the gods, and do we really have a say?

Stand tall
Trees to time’s test
Swaying acquiescence
Stationary, indifferent

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