Known & Unknown Poem by Ankith Reddy

Unto the known, thy mountain's height
Is but a stone upon the way;
A debt they claim by ancient right,
With naught of gratitude to pay.
To them, thy soul is merely due,
A silent task, expected deep,
With ne'er a beam of light for thee,
Nor any vows they care to keep.
But turn thy gaze to one unknown,
Where no entitlement doth dwell,
And see how seeds of grace are sown,
In simple joys thou gavest well.
A single smile, a fleeting spark,
Is held as treasure, rich and true—
A lantern shining through the dark,
For that a stranger looked on thou