I am a leaf blown by wind,
a ship without a sailor,
my journey has no end…
enduring it I have lost my colour.
I am alone and yet in a crowd,
thousands like me are all around,
I have nothing to lose and none to be proud…
carried by storms, rain, thunder and cloud…
I was fated to be a wanderer,
trampled by feet I’m still resilient,
what goes unnoticed is my valour,
all think I’m aimless and pliant.
Today I’ll be buried in the soil,
no one will remember my life’s toil!
Suddenly, fluttering in the wind,
I reach the tiny feet of a child…
The little one gives me a curious look,
picks me up…
and here I lie between the pages of a book.
Don’t dream of that which cannot be,
Don’t follow a rainbow, or else you’ll see,
just the blue remains, the rest of it fades,
and you wonder where go the myriad shades.
Don’t dream of love when you’re alone,
thinking of the past don’t grudge, don’t moan.
Don’t cry at the thought “How blue was my sky!”
just turn your head around and you’ll be able to reply…
That the sky is still blue,
and rainbows still do appear,
that an undreamt dream has come true,
one that grows brighter with every passing year…
For out in the world we often see,
dreams happen rather unexpectedly.
You’ve nothing to lose when all hope seems gone.
Hold on and soon a new dream will be born.
Have you heard the voice of God?
Listening to the breeze have you ever thought…
that the words of nature are precious gems,
and each of its creation is a beautiful poem…
Have you loved and spread a smile?
Braving storms have you crossed a mile?
If your touch has ever healed a wound,
then know that His grace on you does abound…