Some things are done by simple faith is what this says to me! Some times a little knowledge is a dangerous thing someone has said. And a lot of knowledge can be totally dibilitating! LOL! A bit of satire on "growing up".

Captivating construction Ashok. You seem to have crossed a hurdle just in writing it as we do all poems.

hm. i've decided, recently, and gradually, that we become less wise as we grow older, in many ways. this being one of them.

*softest smile*.... sometimes hurdles are like that. I rather like this one Ashok

great poem! the question is, is it childhood innocent confidence that lets us cross hurdles easily, or in adult years do we enjoy that challenge and burn time on touching that hurdle never progressing to cross it.. thought-provoking...

Reminds me of the fools journey...i guess as we get older we are more skeptical of these hurdles (having tripped over a few) we spend to much time evaluating without actually moving forward. Rather than letting life stand still we should close our eyes and go for it.

this definately has application for my life. altho part of my problem is that i don't just analyze the hurdle in front of me, i analyze the whole string of them stretching off into the distance waiting for me once i get past the one in front of me, tire myself worrying over them, say screw it, and go back to sleep.

not a good way to get anything accomplished. maybe i ought work on that.

i think that as we have grown older and learned more, we just go overboard and overanalyze things.

Oh this is such a lovely poem Ashok - again I am astounded by your ability to write so simply and yet with such profound vision. This made me think of those who spend their entire lives in school trying to learn by textbook example how to overcome the hurdles of life. Theories do not materialize into truths just because we study them. With age comes experience, with experience some wisdom, and with both comes anxiety and fear of failure. As children with blank pages we have no choice but to jump into life head first, unknowingly. On the other hand, by using our measuring sticks and labels we only manage to transform our hurdles into ever growing tumors. Strip all knowledge and experience away for a moment and you might not even realize you had a hurdle to jump until your feet have landed safely on the other side. Ashok I wish I could condense these comments of mine more...but alas this IS the condensced version! :-)

Over-analyization(sp?) causes a lot of stress, if we let it (which, of course we do), in adult life. "Out of the mouths of babes" there is truth.

This is fantastic! I adore it. The picture you painted is so me. Wonderful.

In this short poem you describe the life cycle and how we both enter and try to avoid its exigencies. Thanks.