Of Every Kind
When I was young Iíd flitter through the sky,
And ransack all the stars of magic dust.
Iíd walk lightheartedly Ďcross fields of rye,
Within my rucksack filled with wanderlust.
I was so young, the rebel in me rose,
To holler with a shout that shook the world.
I gazed straight up to God, ďI want to know,Ē
And then the magic started to unfurl.
All thruí the days & nights, my quickeníd step,
The rhapsody of knowledge filled my mind.
Thruí jungle, swamp & forest rivulet,
Of bamboo, rattan, growth of every kind.
At last I felt redemption came to me,
The branches overhead were full of fruit.
They heavy hung like ripen rosary;
So hungry and so grateful, I fell mute.