A Clueless Joy Poem by Arvind Ilamaran

open your eyes to the swollen rainbow,

standing undrenched in the morning light.

I started for the sky with the face in a bright glow,

Knowing that I won't fear to do what is right.

If living in the moment is so nice and sweet,

I wonder why there are the ones who weep.

Hopping over stars with our hands in one,

We shall find the justly way to be gay and fun.

run in to my hands oh ceaseless wonder,

grasping with the golden hands of bountiful reason.

when the sun sets again on the ceding west,

we shall all live life like never and rest.