Are you the strange calm when I stare at the bright sun?
Are you the bliss of the wind when I run?
Are you the one who holds my being beyond imagination?
The celestial one, the creator of all infinite creation
He looked back to see a child, smile and run
Never wiping away that smile brighter than the sun
Looking at his youth, he then saw a frown
The life in him had suddenly drowned
The old man now wondering where those years had gone by
How his smile was became a faint memory
I ask you this now
Where is the child in you who lived in glee?
Why isn’t there a smile that pure living in you and me?
Have we all become the victims of our own dream?
Is it not better learning from a child than teaching them anything?
To me my friends, they are those beings who are closer to life than you and me
Closer to that state of euphoria that we all wanted to be
So let go of them in an open field
Only then to you shall the joy of life be once again revealed.
By Samarpan Chakraborty
