Sunday, January 31, 2016

My Lost found wonder

I had a childhood friend named wonder
We marvelled at things for hours together
We gazed at the star filled sky all night and watched the leaves flutter and butterflies fly in broad daylight
We named the clouds as they took shape and danced in the rain till the paper boats drained
The rainbows sprinkled the colours of life as we watched the puddles form from rain’s delight

Then the day came for me to be more civil
I was asked to leave wonder and step inside
I listened obediently and responsibly stepped inside
I stepped inside a box and tried to fit in somehow
I learnt what they taught and I followed the books they brought
Opinions and judgement became my new found friends
Facts and figures became the dearest of the lot
And I completely lost myself in the noise of these loud proud friends
Life became a drag and joy lost its way to me and I became the unknown face in my own mirror

Then one fine day a search began
A search began to find me back
I searched within to find my way home and took paths which I had never treaded before
I walked and walked across countries, across cultures, across experiences
And reached the depths of grief and the lows of sorrow
Drowned and swayed, found and lost, I slowly drifted away from the noise of the crowd
The voices of opinions and judgements faded away and now I do not hear them a lot
The silence became my home for a while, where I slept and rested from the tiredness of wandering all about

From the silence of my home came a knock on the door one day
I opened the door and there I saw my friend wonder stretching its arm and asking me to play and ponder once again
From my silent home I listened now loud and clear to my friend whisperings and signing in my ears
Together we took the paths which we never treaded before
Reached the depths of awe and highs of new unknowns

Joy is back and so is fun in voice and eyes shine with the new potential of life
And heart beats its choice as I cherish both within and outside spaces with wonder
Wonder stays with me now in my silent new home

And once in a while we step outside to write a poem, sing a song or dance together, or just lay still and marvel at nature.