Moving Upstairs

-- Moving upstairs.. 

little by little 

this much by that much 

he gestured to me with his hand..  

And i smiled..  

Six years into a phd program is no small a time, 

perhaps after school, 

rarely there has been such a long chime..  

now is when they moved me upstairs.. 

i have been at the basement and first too, 

at the second floor,

so now upstairs is not at all a chore..  

For him though, 

my professor, 

a philosophical sore.. 

little by little.. 

this much by that much.. 

gesturing me with his hand..   

now, with many more grey hair 

than i even can dare 

that we all the academic bunch, 

faculty, staff and students.. 

Are moving upstairs..  

And i smiled.. 

Nodded.. 

hardly any words to give back in return 

but he said it all, though taciturn 

we are all moving upstairs.. 

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