Sunday's Poem

Steps of Reaching Something

Every day I grow older and wiser
Every step I become stronger and calmer
I’ve sprouted and become like a geyser
Who knows no fear or wrongs of a bomber

I want to feel the slowness of time
I want to be here and explore all
I can feel the breeze blowing my hair
I can feel the caresses of the grass

I paint the sky and blues and pink
What is one’s capacity of skills?
When does my ambitions end and begin?
Where do I start and end my goals in life?

I do what I must to survive and live
I endeavor all the great things and give
My hope and faith to all of my causes
And wish them no tragedy or pauses
And stops to meet them in any event