Blade Of Grass

So many shades of green,

Blades of grass umpteen,

A saint’s calm and a child’s laugh flutter in the greenness,

Soaked in the sun, drenched in the rain,

Trampled by nonchalant feet,

They breathe free,

The self is much like that divine blade of grass,

Unchecked, unbound,

Freedom absolute…

Photo courtesy - The Song Of The Sufi Masroof