By Prithipal Sethi
A speck of dust
A wispy rudderless seed
Which soil will I touch
I can not pre read
I land I survive I thrive
These are all your gifts of love
You bless me with Soul's light
For every scene you give me
The power of insight
At every moment of my life
You tell me what is wrong and what is right
As long as I am a kite in your hands
It doesnt matter that
Slender is the string of my life.