A New Era

By Are Rakesh

Time is nothing but a optical lens.

A young boy dreams and aims,

As his life pushes him forward.

The dreams stood as walls of doubt,

The doubts as real as strong cyclones.

He went on to search and test his worth,

And he started his quest for the truth.

There, he began to treasure himself.

Finally, he was admitted as a boy of character,

Who has become a deep questioner,

A knowledge seeker through questioning.

He doesn’t want to bother about the quest,

Where it will lead him, like a treasure hunt.

He is contented with his quest of questioning,

To find the real truth of what he likes,

And to long on with the quest for opening

The wrappers of the inner self’s candy.

To question is a play of swords,

Weild as a master to win the play.

It is a gift for this boy of new era

As it will lift his glory like Marcus Aurelius.

By Are Rakesh