The distance between two points is measurement —
In both directions; But what of displacement?
It is so natural for a seed
It requires the elemental feed;
The earth, water, sunlight and warmth
To absorb each one to show its growth.
Firstly, it starts sprouting
The initial fascination starts touting;
The beginning of the newborn admiration
The beginning of the bond and adulation.
Secondly, it grows into a lovely plant
It develops the bond, so flamboyant;
The expectations and aspirations multiply
As the plant grows, they unwaveringly fly.
Thirdly, it takes years to grow into a tree
It endures every season and offers for free —
Its roots, trunk, branches, leaves, flowers and fruits
All start contributing to the natural truths.
Yet, so susceptible a tree, to uproot, break, cut or destroy,
A flood, a cyclone, a blade — anything is a ploy;
So it is for trust, that takes so long to build,
Anything can kill it — a word, an idea, a mind!
While the distance remains to be the same,
Should one be watchful of the displacement’s game?
Note: This poem was published in the magazine Sanchika on 1.2.2026. Please follow the link: https://sanchika.com/nature-vs-nurture-tssm-poem/?sfw=pass1771123631
TSS Murty (తిప్పాభొట్ల సత్య శ్రీనివాస మూర్తి) 