I never knew my parents;
I was carried on the breeze.
I fell onto the ground,
Amongst the grass and trees.
An armour had surrounded me-
Soon I let out an arm.
Then I grew up carefully,
For years I felt no harm.
I grew up strong and tall and free
And a little bit wild-
This is how I loved to be,
When I was a child.
When I used to go to sleep,
My breathing’s inside out.
My dreams, they would light up the sky,
I was blissful, without doubt.
I swayed to the music of the stars
The breeze was my song too.
I danced among the short, green grass,
And Paradise was true.
I dressed up in flowers and leaves,
I nourished all my friends.
My brethren flew across the world,
I made my odds and ends.
For years, I lived peacefully;
My life had given me heart,
But then, so soon, so sleepily,
I soon had to depart.
– Azim Kasmani 9.2
Writer from the Creative Writing Club
