Sunday, February 3, 2008

A little wanderer of this world

A little wanderer of this world,
Starts his journey naked,
Then with the passion of his parents,
They raise him and equip him,
With tools for him to survive

A little wanderer of this world,
Is unsure if he could use the tools,
Not because the tools are flimsy,
Rather of his-self doubt,
After witnessing so many have failed.

A little wanderer of this world,
While passing the junctions and highways,
Is confused by the smorgasboard of signboards,
Each has arrows pointing towards the places,
Which place to go?

A little wanderer of this world,
At one of the junctions he meet,
A person who he is so into,
And yet so against the logic,
Is this love?

A little wanderer of this world,
As he walks further,
He encounters a different land,
There he sees people so different from him,
And yet very much the same.

A little wanderer of this world,
Keeps walking and walking,
One day this little wanderer knows,
When he stops walking,
This is the end of wandering.

A little wanderer of this world,
Is in need of guidance,
Without a guidance for sure this little wanderer is lost,
Even when he feels he is right,
He is still strayed.

A little wanderer of this world,
Is but a wanderer, a little wanderer,
One day, this wandering will end,
And the little wanderer prays,
That he finds the right path,
To please his Creator.

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