A child’s dream…

a poem by Mahendra

As she pats my head
As her lullaby swirls around me
Consciousness gets buried in the sands of time
And into this wonderful world was I

I see the misty blue sky in great detail
The earth beneath calls to me with words of hail
Try as I might I don’t feel time
When everything around seems to mime
And into this wonderful world was I

I move around this world of mystery
When, behold before me arises this giant tree
Out of thin air onto my way
There is no other way he seems to say
And into this wonderful world was I

I look near and far only the tree I find
I look up and down only the tree I find
I say to myself let me climb up this behemoth
A better way or someone to help I might find both
And into this wonderful world was I

My small hands hold a depression
It is going to be easy my mind gets an impression
Hop and jump, Hop and jump up I go
Beneath me the smell of lavender and mistletoe
And into this wonderful world was I

I go on and on and my small body trembles
My head grows heavy and my mouth mumbles
Till my fingers lose their hold one by one
And fear rears up like a sprinter on the run
And into this wonderful world was I

As I prepare for my painful fall
Small white hands embrace my all
I look above and see a cherubic face
I’m courage she says and puts me in the next brace
And into this wonderful world was I

I rest gladly and continue above
Till I encounter a demon with a cross and a bow
I am evil he says with eyes aflame
But now I have courage and I phooh phooh his frame
And into this wonderful world was I

As I journey still a golden fruit I see
Up and yonder pride and possession it means to me
Closer and colourful it soon fills my heart
Until my hands clasp it when it breaks apart
And into this wonderful world was I

No courage can help me as I fall against my will
I realise pride and possession are just as evil
Till small hands again hold me above ground
And I look into the eyes of an angel hard found
And into this wonderful world was I

We walk together for a distance
Till we come across a bridge in that instance
I am love & care she says as she bids adieu
I cross the bridge looking at her amidst white dew
And out of this wonderful world was I

I open my eyes and find my mom
Looking at me with a face so tender and warm
A million questions arise in my mind
The lullaby still keeping me in a bind
And into this wonderful world was I