I liveth arou'd many temples, where I tho'ght Thou enliven
I wander'd like a zealo's traveller at the Ghats,
In the caves of the mountains, inside obscure jungles
What path I have not taken!
I surmise!
Yet I have not seen Thou, have n't found Thou until
I visited a lonely park
Where I saw the deep'st sorrow ever in Earth
In the smile of a baby in cancer
In the heartening grief's of his father
The hope fightst against a hopeless fate
That Thou, for what reason, hast implanted?
Yet I saw their wonderous smiles
When a biker took them for a ride
The white swans shrieked all together beside the lake
In joy!
I liveth only for that moment
For Thou is present in that hopeth
I surmised!
And I hopeth to find Thou only here
In that wonderous smiles of
those babies in joyous ride
In cancer!
Shamik Bose
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-357/
