My watchful eyes for you

I think I had known you,

Even before I heard your voice 

for the first time-

I think I had seen you

When I say, I had seen you-

I never mean that I saw your face,

What I mean is, that I felt 

your touch,

in the pearls of wisdom

which generated in my heart,

whenever I sat alone or was lost,

I found you sitting next to me.

In my good times-

you were my companion,

In my bad times-

you were my optimism,

For, companions can often

support us in following

a wrong path- where we are treading,

but optimism would connect us,

to humanity.

I had to figure out

right or wrong,

I had to figure out

who I was?

And your presence

gave me all answers,

helping me form a bond with you,

a bond that is faceless, 

yet has the most breath-taking persona,

a face I try to find through the light

and resonance of the winds,

in this fast moving world,

I long to meet you,

and tell you that I respect you the most;

and searching you,

I fall in love with every voice,

every person, every day.

Maybe I can meet that companion,

who is also an optimist,

and is my lover

from the time I was born;

I look back, I look in the present,

and a peaceful slumber kisses my soul to rest,

only to dream about you further on..

—

Gagandeep Singh Vaid