Monday, 27 July 2015

D.R.E.A.M

Where the ice capped hills kiss the sky
                Where youngsters dream and Eagles fly
A place so surreptitious away from crowds
                Where the rainbow mates with the clouds
               
Lift your head high and consume the snowy peaks
                Where the mind is without fear or freak
Talk your Dreams aloud, talk to the nature
                See them unfold into a reality in the future

Where the sea mates with the low sky
                Where mermaids dance and albatrosses fly
Take your Dreams and talk them aloud
                You will see a ray of hope beaming through the clouds

Where the crystal clear river laughs and roars
                Where the nimbus bursts and pours
Lead your Dreams to the place so pure
                My dear, they will take wings for sure
               
Whisper now, let the Dream begin
                It's time to trust the voice within
Unleash your Dreams let them fly
                Live your dreams before you die
               
Now, listen close, the future calls
                "Build your bridges , tear down walls!”
For time has taught and so it seems
                Realities are born of DREAMS


The Garden Gang!



I imagined myself in a garden,
And saw two people working there
The seed they used was a little child’s mind
That they were nurturing with utmost care!

One of them was a teacher,
 The manure she used was music, lessons and art
The other one being the parent
Showered the seed with love  droplets from the heart

Day after day the teacher toiled
 To remove and disinfect all the weeds
While the parent toiled by her side
To cultivate the beautiful and delicate reed

As the tiny plant emerged
  They were proud of what they grew
A healthy happy seedling smiled
  The pay back of the grueling efforts from the garden crew!

They both smiled and agrees each would have failed
  Had they worked alone
For behind the parent stood the school
  And behind the teacher the home!! J


-RN
26-July-2015