The Warmth of Stars
I know,
that the world is not all sorrow,
and to look forward to,
there must be a tomorrow -
that we are what we know and feel,
and not the God before whom we kneel.
I know,
that there will always be light, trying to filter
through the rain,
and there is a smile that can cover the carnage of our pain,
and that there is struggle where there is no reward,
that there is loss, and there is discord.
I’ve been told ,
that there are expectations, but no hope
I’ve been told,
that the world is harsh,
and the world is cold,
for, survival is a job for the bold,
and there is no love that stays within our hold.
Yet,
I try to grasp the waters that course
through the turbulent river of dreams.
I try to grasp the stars that twinkle in my closed eye,
and the future,
for an instant,
is not as barren as it seems.
Because I believe,
that we have the might to see and hear,
the plight of those, whose cries may not be near.
And I believe,
that we have the power to change
our thoughts, our actions and all our evil ways.
For I believe,
that the mission of our kind,
is to act in service and pay mind,
and I’m sure
that God is in us, and the nature that is our keep -
the transition to a beautiful life,
need not be a light year leap.
To love, live and serve must be our duty,
to understand and keep our faith,
is our holy task,
for I believe in a world restored to its former beauty,
there will be a time for us to bask underneath the reviving warmth of stars.
Copyright © Vasudha Rohatgi | Year Posted 2017
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