Samhita

By Samhita Anand

In this endless sea of opportunities,

What am I meant to be ? Am I a scholar?

Bound to knowledge, and to master every language

Am I the poet?

Who sees life in color and writes about culture

Am I an entrepreneur?

Transforming the world, while on my finger, it twirls

In this cornerless earth

What is the purpose of my birth? Will I eradicate poverty ?

Work through fire and fatigue to fulfill this fantasy

Will I invent,

machine and mechanism using all that is lent ?

Will I help cure disease?

Bring back families and leave them at ease

In this land of infinite possibilities

However shall I be ?

Shall I be free to travel?

To visit every mealie and dale and fight no battles

Shall I be happy?

Joyous even for the tree outside and its large canopy

Shall I be able to love?,

My family and friends or shall it all be tough ?

In this limitless universe of constellations and planets and stars

Will I find somebody not too far ?

Will I find somebody who holds the key ?

The answer to my questions on history, geography and psychology

Does such a person or entity live?

Or am I meant to have questions and simply exist?

By Samhita Anand