Key To My Heart Poem by Jay P Narain

I am searching, searching for the key to my heart,
In the times of redemption, it will bequeath treasures of my heart.

I asked the mighty eagle, have you seen the key?
He hovered over the prairies and cliffs, finally hanged his head over the top of the tree,

I asked the black birds chirping on the tree limbs,
The swarm looked all over the field, and flew back to the tree called home.

I asked the stray deer, he stared at me,
While I admired his beauty, he galloped over to the river bank.

I asked the pair of parrots, watching the peacock dance before the rain,
The cuckoo bird echoed in the sweet tune, look within yourself.

I asked the lover, waiting for his arrival on the banks of river,
There was the sparkle in her eyes, may be he has the key to her heart.

I asked the surfer, riding the mighty ocean waves,
The ups and downs of life are like riding the waves, the key is in the feelings itself.

Tired I come home, my one year old grand daughter gives me a hug,
I ask her, she babbles, and I wonder, Have not I found it already at hand?