Sunday Reflection By Basudev Paul

Sunday Reflection By Basudev Paul

A Boy on Dream in a Boat

The tiny tot's aspiring zeal taught me a lesson Shatter'd in shanties, he shaded in On the county boat on the still water pond A lad but with a book on his lap, sunk What an indomitable fly high took him here! The creator perhaps gave him sixth sense Foresighť'd the barriers snowed in He is the babble of the brook, spark A time travelling fugitive He appears to be invisible today, assum'd Just microscope his grit and integrity Broke and broken, he refuged in Only a small hope of morrow goaded him to study He realised he could shine forth if given scope A chance to grow was his single aim The senile serenity permeated the fen He inspired his own flint to be stirrd For even a sun takes some time to rise!