I
stood amidst the dense trees
And
I saw you standing tall with glee
With
grace in your walk and smile on your face
Thanking
my lucky stars, I made my way.
“Who
are you?” I asked
“Messenger
of love” you said
You
are my way across the forest, I thought
But
my lucky stars had something else to say.
We
met many people on our way,
Good
people, wrong people, Naïve people, humble people.
People
came hither and thither, but you remained there,
by
my side, fulfilling my stars prophecy.
You
spoke about, one of your kind,
Walking
beside you all the time,
Invisible
to me, but visible in your thoughts.
Afraid
of losing you, I caught hold of your fingers.
A
lone traveler joined in,
new
to the valley and new to the people.
A
little group formed merrily,
with
the forest edge coming in our sight.
Our
eyes hit a bright light,
Strange
were they, called as light of life.
You
stood there, saying
“Here
ends my journey.”
Traveler
and I stood there rooted.
A
loud rumble followed by a divine voice spoke,
“O
man of land”, our eyes looked up.
Fairies
high in the air, singing your glories.
For
you are the lucky charm,
Bestowed
upon me by my lucky stars,
To
help me out in the darkness of life,
And
take me to the heavens of memories.
***
Memories. From darkness to memories. From a stranger to a friend. To my dear friends, i only wish that i have you all the time by my side.
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