I want to be a Mountain. Allowing that river to flow through me And those plants to grow on me. I want to be the highest yet grounded. So stern that no force living can move me. I want to be so vast That any man who chooses to Cross me Thinks twice Blinks thrice. I want to proudly wear my Steepness like a crown one adorns when they reach the summit. And just once in a while I will let you walk All over me Grow on me Feed off me. Let you kiss me- Like the spread of sun light. I too will allow you to be intoxicated by my beauty. Let you feel like you own me you conquered me. I will sit still as you pass through me and pass you will until gone assured that you have learned of my curves and ups and down. And pass you will until gone for no one ever stayed too long. Unless, buried. I will sit still I will stand tall until the next traveller comes along.
Our Physics book back in school described ‘Brownian motion‘ as ‘the erratic random movement of microscopic particles in a fluid, as a result of continuous bombardment from molecules of the surrounding medium’.
Now imagine this – You are the ‘microscopic particle’; the world is the ‘fluid’ and ‘molecules of the surrounding medium’ are the life events that weave you/push you/dare you/compel you/create you and temporarily make you into who you are. But why temporary? Because the process is continuous and stops only when one ceases to exist and hence, presenting before you – The Brownian Motion. Continue reading “The Brownian Motion”