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
