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Zest for Life










Looks like the clouds roared and split apart,
Looks like a curse was dispersed,
Looks like the rain became droplets of tears,
and little children and old men and women trembled in fear.....

I wish my tear could absorb all the pain from the heart of a mother who's son is away at war,
I wish my tear could ease the tremble of a child who's left his family by far,
I wish I could wipe the tears of the old parents who have lost their dear ones
and I wish and I wish and I wish.......

Only if my tears could help heal the brused hearts,
Only if my pain could become the balm,
Only if my touch could heal wounded people,
It would help ease my pain....

I often wonder what is my role in this Universe,
I often wonder if I am all I am supposed to be,
I often wonder if the meaning of my existence (Life) is now complete...

And then I feel remorse for the years I left to flee (did not do any good),
and I feel remorse for the good I did not see ( was caught in negativity and was blind folded to the worlds beauty),
and I feel remorse for the hearts I did not heal,
and I feel remorse for the smile I forgot to share with Thee.......

This curse of war and drugs and violence and abandondend children on the street,
and this curse of loss of trust and respect and negativity,
makes me wonder life's reality (the reality of my life... the foundation I live my life on).......

My zest for life belongs only and is distilled only till me,
My survival and my existence and my opportunities......

Only if my zest for life shared a little kindness for the other,
Only if my zest for life belonged to put a smile on the lonely,
Only if my zest for life contained of healing somebody else's pain,
Only if my eyes could help heal and beautify somebody else's world,
Only if I could love this world as equal,
Only if I could be an embodiment of as vast as the Ocean that does not judge,
I would live an immortal beautiful life.......

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