Earning My Bread

Elsy speaks of her love for nature and the pressures of daily life to earn our livelihoods. A poem of inner conflict exclusively for Different Truths.

The mist at dawn

floating up the lawn

lifted my spirits up

to horizon heights.

The morning commute

through volatile mist

along tree avenued rout,

was therapy to atman*.

I just longed

to sail along life,

as a bird in the mist,

lost in the serene sight.

But snatching the steering wheel

Duty geared me around,

from the pretty, pristine hill

for earning my daily bread.

Note: *atman is soul

©Elsy Satheesan

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Elsy Satheesan
Elsy Satheesan is a retired Professor of English. She had been teaching in colleges under the Govt. of Kerala, India. Currently, she resides in Virginia, USA. ‘Random Musings’ is her first volume of poems. ‘Summer Snow’, is the forthcoming one. Her poems have been published in national and international anthologies. Short stories in Malayalam have been published in weekly and fortnightly, in Kerala. Humanity is her religion, and poetry, her passion.

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