The Quest Poem by Shameela Yoosuf Ali

The long road spreads beyond the crimson horizon
Endless grains of sand miserable and forlorn
Reminding the aborted trails of a civilization

Eye to eye we penetrate to the souls deep and dense
Minds hue and cry each other sharpening the swords of intelligence.

Yet bound by the Love of the best kind - Love for the God
Aching for A change, A reform, A quest, A thirst
To draw out an earth from the earth, poised and perfect

No isolation, No suffering No exclusion
No segregation and No label of terrorism.

Coffee beans blend with boiling water
An aroma stirring and heavenly.

Striding ahead with hopes and modesty
We are a Nation with a vision and not a minority.

2011.09.13