Saturday, 2 May 2015

A Search

How is it that I find you everywhere,
Your smile in the giggle of a six month old,
Your smell in the conclave of mud and water,
Your voice in the murmuring of leaves,
Your touch in the accidental slide of a feather,
Your care in the husband holding his pregnant wife's hand,
Your love in the mother breast feeding her baby,
Your labor in a cart puller drenching in sweat in the scorching sun,
Your dedication in a college girl trying to set the rubik cube right,
Your politeness in a sea without waves,
Your craziness in a toddler trying to walk without any support.
I see all of this,
All around me,
Each day,
Except for you.