DISCS OF SUNLIGHT
As a chubby, podgy child,
I often used to watch sunlight,
I crawled on fours for those discs of light
Round circles of molten sunlight
I tried a lot, but never tasted success.
They were reflections of transparent dials,
And rounded objects, but back then,
They seemed quite heartless.
They were elusive and played games with a cute little child
Even as a toddler I realized, that there is life,
Even in light.
Back then, I wanted to catch it
And to trap those roundels in a glass jar capped tight
so that at night, I have my personal star
By my bedside.
As I grew older, I thought such is life,
We try to catch it like I used to catch the discs of light…
The difference is just this-
The Discs are Days
and the Light is Life.