Grazing.... Poem by P.A. NOUSHAD

Grazing...

The cow
I untied myself to graze.

It was led to the pasture,
Where the grass grows greener,
then I pulled the harness
to lead it to another pasture,
was safer, I thought,
Then I tried to control it.
and lead to yet another pasture,
for my comfort.
Meanwhile, the cow started running.
I tried my best to check,
but in vain.
I was compelled to run after it.
All my power and energy were not enough for
controlling it as I wished.
At last, my mind was inclined to go
where the cow was leading,
My inner soul whispered:
to tether the animal
is never possible here?