Vinod Narayan

Every day during the morning hour
As my Laptop Screen screams light
The pixels slowly making way for words
The news is fed of the world I live

All I can grapple in one single hour
Stories of people some dark some bright
Triumphs, failures, births and murders
And among them the truth does thrive

I pick a news that is very much local
Click my way through the links at large
Before I know I am oceans away
Some distant land I have never heard

News of some unknown man’s fall
His fights with life as misfortunes take charge
His faith, his beliefs and hopes each day
Giving clarity to a life already blurred

The time on my screen calls out one hour
Time to get ready with the morning chores
The coffee, the bath and breaking the fast
And the drive to work for yet another day

I treasure the power of this morning hour
When I befriend with people in distant shores
Who dreamt of the future and defeated their past
And my life in an hour resets every day

Get up and move even if that takes you deeper into the forest
Find out for yourself that even light there is blinded
Follow your instincts and hope will be born out of nowhere
Deep within your own heart you will see it lighten up and grow

If life had to be all about spelling Correct
I bet our small successes have always been misspelled,
Ignored and belittled while we are busy fixing our failure
Success will one day storm in and look you straight in your eyes
Then don’t try to spell failure and think you misspelled success