Every one has a wish or a dream. Wishes not only expand the thinking power but also creativity of an individual. And from childhood human wish , wish and wish more and more, unlimited wishes!
Shimmering and shining in the night sky.
I wish I was the coconut palm,
With its head held up high.
I wish I was the pretty lark,
singing out her sweet melodious song.
I wish its voice were pretty enough,
to prove all dark and dreary things wrong.
I wish I was the Ganges or the Yamuna,
whose drops are as blissful as heavenly dew.
I wish I was the Mount Himalaya,
bravely shouldering the burden of Bharat Ma,
I wish I was the enchanting Dahlia,
that blooms in the garden and in one’s heart.
I wish I was the wide blue horizon itself,
with its wide all-encompassing bosom.
I wish it was wide enough,
to cover up man’s existing spiritual chasm.
I wish I was all this and more,
anything except the shadowy cloak,
to this mist, on my heart that I wore
I pine, I languish and I pray,
not this physical self to please,
But I pray, O Father! For spirit’s enlightenment,
and for the pure breath of peace.