I would love to write about butterflies and rainbows,
Of the colourful things
Your heart yearns for.
A world your innocent eyes build;
Where not an ounce of darkness creeps in.
A world; filled with laughter
Of happiness that echoes contagiously,
Where each child need not look over their shoulder
But only ahead, as their dreams begin.
A place where kindness dwells,
Where at each step a helping hand outstretched.
Where you could stumble and fall
With assurance of not being mocked
But, with gratitude of lessons learnt
You take help to steady yourself on.
As you walk along time
Finding a rhythm your heart sets,
With no hurry to finish the race
You halt, when your heart desires
A quick chat with the buzzing bees
Or the beautiful birds
Perched on a tree.
Your feet dancing to their music
For in this, you find glee.
Your soul melts with warmth
As they welcome you along
Strewing blossoms forth, the path
You take home
Your heart filled with joy
Like when you’ve seen a rainbow
But is this the world we live in ?
Or a figment of my imagination ?