FATHER, DEAR FATHER!

He used to walk me,

And now he sits stooped

Like a question mark

on a wheelchair.

Why so much despair?

Inspite of all our care

Life ebbs away!

As slowly and silently

As water vaporizes....into the grey dark clouds.

Doubts and only doubts

Hover his wise white brow!

Why? O God! oh why?

"When will I walk and how?"

And no answers come.

Just more darkness grows,

Denser than ever

Enhancing our fears.........

Shall I just watch him go?

Shall I just remain a dumb witness

To his torture so?

His eyes close slowly

As they see no hope around,

His ears hear no sound

And all the myriad forms

just melt into nothingness,

For one who is drowning

Into the bottom of a sea ,

Just another Titanic

With a sunk glory.

Sunita Rajiv

MUSINGS

what is fair and what is not,

is not for us to decide,

opportunities are there galore,

all we can is abide,

for fair is He, in all his ways,

the message is loud and clear,

get to know thyself an' the worldly ways,

to Him every soul is dear!

Sunita Rajiv