Self Love

“The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.” E.E Cummings ************************************************************** Self Love From the shining sea of the inner self I wish to pen a letter to myself To scan some strings that sew up my being And explore the inner child worth loving; At times in the quietude of daylight And oft in the stark silence of the night I brood over the purpose of my life And some times I stew up an inner strife; Oft pitched in the midst of the multitude I feel myself savouring solitude Surveying the strides of the inner sea And smiling to myself with shining glee; Yet basking in the sun of solitude I may sense the touch of the multitude As I tread on alone but not lonely With my deep thoughts keeping me company. My heart reaches out to folks in dire needs, Some on the brink of starvation, indeed, And longs to bring to them a helping hand Along with words of comfort as a friend. Oft I see myself soaring to the sky To the shrine of the divine realm to ply Seeking to enrich the seams of my soul In a bid to merge with the sublime whole. Some may label me as a daydreamer Others may tag me as a redeemer, Some may wish from my shade to keep aloof Others may desire to mount on my roof. Should I enhance my growth and mend my ways Or seek to be as I am day by day?* Should I love myself as carved by the Lord Or mould myself to suit others` accord? Let me love myself the way that I am And not as the reflection of a scam That will fade away with the lapse of time, But a flame to light the way with its shine. Let me be as I`m, a lonely being Yet bearing for others depth of feeling Like sparks of a singular shining star Guiding passers-by from the sky afar.