In search of Saints

As I lay sitting by the river side

My heart asked me ‘can I ask you something’

I said ‘surely why not?’

Do you know who saints are?

Whoa! That’s a tough one huh?

My mind went back to all I knew of saints.

Just before I could say something

The heart said ‘any living saint?’

But I had never encountered any I said

It just said ‘search and you’ll find’

Walking by the road a blind man caught my sight struggling to cross the road.

Go and help said my heart and I did

Walking at my own pace I found myself in front of the library

On the door inscribed ‘search and you will find it’

This rang a bell in my mind

This reminded me what my heart had said

So I hopped in and browsed to the section of saints

Picked up a few books

Reading each leaf from side to side

But the bookish knowledge didn’t satisfy my heart.

Lost and defeated I entered home

I could hear my mother cook

As my dad saw me enter he hallowed and handed me a glass of water

Which I gulped down in no time

After few minutes my mother spread the dinner on the table

I ravished the food prepared by my mother

I helped in clearing the dishes

Then both my mom and dad started washing the dishes

So I left for my room

As I sat on my bed tired

I reflected on the day passed

Suddenly after a long time

My heart spoke up ‘so did you find the answer?’

I just fumbled ‘no’

But you have already got the answer; all you gotta do is, think of today

As I thought, there came the answer

It was my father, mother and I who were living saints

All had done some good to each other

My heart leapt in joy and so was I happy

This left a smile on my face as I lay on my bed.