I had tried to fit in to the world that has no lasting harbour.
I had put down an anchor in the roughest of the seas,
But the currents didn’t allow…
I had tried to mimic foxes and cunningly dig dens,
But the landslides of life scooped them away…
I had tried to hid in the mountains,
But terrain was to steep for a home…
I had tried to build a nest on a tree,
But monkeys’ business got me scurrying away…
I had tried. I had tried like you, like all did,
But I gave up…
Why wouldn’t I?
I am dedicated to own no home,
no den and no lasting place anymore.
I will anchor my Self into the each one of you!
There I’ll rest and lit the fire of knowledge.