If

If all that is broken,
Could be whole when reborn;
If all that is taken
Could revel in the forlorn;
If all that is fading,
Could be replenished in dust;
If all of them - lying,
Could be endowed with trust;
If all that must die,
Could still long to live;
If all that did try,
Could find compassion to forgive;
If all that would dare,
Could find success as it is so;
If all that lies bare,
Could be concealed in what we know;
If all that is true,
Could be questioned at will;
Why do I spurn my fate,
And embrace my solitude still?

By,
Nikhil Menon