Only if God can hear
On the river's edge, I waited in vain
For a ship to rescue me from my pain
I cried for help, I prayed for aid
But none came, and my hopes were delayed
Just when I thought all was lost at sea
A boat appeared, a chance to break free
But I refused, for I waited for a ship
And the boatman left, with a gentle rip
Again I cried, again I prayed
And a plank was offered, a lifeline displayed
But I refused once more, still waiting for my ship
And the plank was withdrawn, my hopes dipped
The skies grew dark, the rains poured down
I needed an umbrella, a shelter from the town
But none came, and I stood, forlorn and blue
Until a stranger offered a Banyan leaf anew
But I refused, for I still waited for my umbrella's shade
And the stranger left, with a gentle, knowing glade
Copyright © Harsha Vasan | Year Posted 2024
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