Little Journeys

a poem by Chitra Sridar

Little Journeys that need a hand
Adrift against currents unknown
Flailing to reach the bema of land
Jading one that’s weary and worn.

Mighty peaks and Unsounded canyons
Draw the needed and needy alike
As unseen ache each abandons
At marshy Grasslands they softly strike

Tender hilltops surely evitable
“Heaving climb ain’t worth the view”
Velvety Tulips and Violets adorable
Little of Merit they have a clue

Redwoods and Alps invite their share
Green Paddies beckon sweat and blood
But to him without Two meals square
Unlikely awe for a Mississippi flood