PARADIGM SHIFT

He travelled the world,

Visited unconventional places,

On his bike he rode,

To explore undiscovered spaces.

On his last holiday,

He climbed a mountain peak,

He reached the top though the weather was harsh,

Thanks to his lucky streak.

The view amazed him,
And he sat right there,
With the cold winds,
Blowing through his hair.

He took many photographs,
And observed all day long,
But still he felt something missing,
And wished the trip to be prolonged.

He stopped to have tea,
And it started to rain.
The fragrance of wet mud,
Impulsed him to climb again.

He was making up his mind,

When an old lady came by,

She quoted he hadn't seen the best yet,

Hadn't noticed something about the blue sky.

"What tears do to humans" she said,

"Is what rain does to nature,
It's like trying a new pair of glasses,
Which make everything clearer."

"There comes a time in everyone's life,
When everything seems to crumble,
Those times bring clarity,
And make us more mature and humble."

He climbed again and looked at the sky in wonder,

And knew what he had missed,

Of all the things he had experienced that day,
Words of that old lady caused a major paradigm shift.