A Dream

It was a dream one night that took me by surprise for I envisaged my yesteryears writing a card for some purpose.It was out of sheer enthusiasm and innocence that I was running around to give cards to I don't know whom all.Suddenly the card opened unfolding a writing-

To take the first breath of fresh air the butterfly was struggling to come out of the cocoon while you gently held my hand and led me to enjoy the fragrance of the first rain drops.That was when I realised the existence of god.

To take the first step on the earth correctly the foe was dangling but for me you came by and glided me above the path of thorns.That was when I realised the grace of god.

While the nestling yearned to sing songs and dreamt about the vastness of the sky,you were there to make my dreams a reality.That was when I analysed the brilliance of god.

While the tall trees swayed to the unpleasent tunes of the wind you were there to protect me and keep me stable .That was when I realised the greatness of god.

I woke and thought who was this person who made me live through life so long,whom god had given every bit of his own self.I frantically searched in all corners of my cerebrumfor the identity of this xyz whom god reminded me today of.Someone once dear but today lost in some alley of the oblivious so called busy world.

A flash of light superceeded my thoughtsand god stood there as though a reply to my thoughts.He looked at me with pain in his cornea and spoke,"My child, how forgetful and thoughtless you have become,I made myself in the person whom you once upon a time held close to your heart.Ah,I gifted you a teacher.