Unto Action

Unto action - - - - - - - - Thinking all day Painting them in colours Bright and gay Sometimes come smiles With fancy pictures Sometimes glooms With fancy nightmares Thinking and thinking And the day turns into noon Noon into evening Without any action Within a hut of stone Then how vain was thinking Brought you to nowhere It had just aged your time Then something stirs you into action Impelled by nature You go on putting action and action Without any direction And thinking hides in idle zone Like sun and moon They can't see each other Action without thinking is disaster You are a performer Not an iota of doubt we see But barely think while performing And vice versa Oh, it can be a boon When these two elements Are blended together into action Good or conducive They will bestow happiness On you beyond anticipation