So told “The Prophet”*…

It was in that evening,
In the shore of departure
I saw the tide of tears…

Comes and goes,
The helm was still in
Wait for him…
Al-Mithra* told me of
Him and he told of
Love, charity, devotion,
Parenthood, prayer,
Kids and what not….
But he forgot to speak of himself…!
And it was of no matter
As I was tied in his soul
To fly over skies and
Return to peace..!

Now, in return am aware..,
That noon-tide was a call
For me to learn-life
And live my life..!

*The Prophet is a famous book of Khalil Gibran
*Al-Mithra is a character from the book.