|(c) Ashish Arora Photography- Used with permission|
I can only see as far my sight,
My mind is made up; I am ready for the flight,
Over the hills, I will fly, into the open skies
The reflection of the world, I will behold in my eyes
Too young, they tell me, what do you know?
These wishes are pointless, someday you will grow.
Uncertainties will ground you, like these pebbles, under your feet,
I am sorry, my child, someday, destiny you shall meet.
They say, I might be left gloomy and teary-eyed,
But what if; I make it, to the other side?
Let the fate come find me, somewhere on the path
At least, I can pride, I had braved a start.