Blissful Wanderer

Blissful Wanderer

One day early in the Morning

very smooth and crisp weather

I saw a man in the park

clad in white silky Leather

I smiled he nodded

We started opposite merry go round

 Sunrise on my face, thoughts of lost and found

I ran like a pony, lost free on ground

Once, twice and thrice we passed by

I got this feeling if he was that guy?

Suddenly, I saw a big gust of wind rewind

Some itchy, joy and sorrow blitz through my mind

It was bliss, it was weird

I wanted to ask him all about my thoughts

Heaven is a place on earth

Haven is a place on earth

Is that true, is that true?

Funny he knew what I wanted; all he said was just nod

I could not ask his name but later realised

he was no one else but God...

Arvind J Baswan