The Richer Gifts - Poem by Sagar Patil
Has your self ever mused of being the wind
And help the moon, lift ocean waves ashore,
Outrun birds; leave the fastest steeds behind,
And ferry monsoons, sound; and much, much more.
Imagine now, you being a ray of light-
Voyage from zillion galaxies afar,
Reach earth, ingress into a nipper's sight
And make him wonder 'bout, the wink of stars.
Or being the void that fills this vast cosmos
Heedless of all the strife or glee within,
Like nothingness has been forever paused,
To teach us calmness, by that Being, unseen!
But Man! not being all these... it matters not,
For you've your mind - and richer gifts of thought.
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