Let Me Grow

Let me grow, I want to reach you.

Not in my appearance, not in weight,

Not in the length of my arms, not in height,

But in my thoughts and soul.

Let me grow, break the shackles of my mind,

So that I can think, not only for now, but far and beyond.

Let me grow, not only in materialistic joy or in power;

It is only for a lifetime. It’ll fade and die with time,

To be forgotten, after me.

Let it grow beyond the sheets of glass and slabs of concrete,

Out in the open and above the unseen.

Let me grow, in my heart, so immensely as to able to hold nothing.

Let it touch the lapping waters of the ocean and swim deep within

To another world, another beauty so unknown.

Show me the way above the noises and chatters a trifle and only for this life.

Let me grow, to feel my way among the stars and other beings outside the sky.

Make my soul free to soar to the heights never known to it.

With no fear of being bound again, by the shallowness around.

Let me grow, I want to reach you.

Not in darkness, not in the bright,

Not in silence, not in the merriment,

Not in distance, not in the senses,

Not in sadness, not in joy,

Not in life and not in death,

But beyond the absence and existence, for ever and ever.