Faith Engaged

On the hidden pavement next to the road

Besides the bushes brown with the dirt

I entered to skip the wilderness of the road

Like I enter the hidden quarters of my brain

To skip the busy thoughts of senseless anxiety

But I failed again to find solace here.

It was made of disjointed pieces of concrete

Kept there in the need of the hour

Out of the fear to fall underneath.

It was hidden from the watchful eyes at least

I walked a bit further with caution in the dark

When I suddenly smelled of the faith.

It was a very strong smell of deep faith

So I looked around to find something new

Then the bell rang in the empty quarters.

Look upwards or downwards to find faith!

And there it was a small temple of faith

On the other side of the pavement

A human shaped god small in size

Right in front of scented earthen lamps.

A women stood there with three children

Two Small girls and their little brother

With hands folded in respect of mother's faith

She placed another lamp and kissed them

Then they walked away in smiles.

I stood there like a confused cow

Counted the lamps before leaving the place

I wanted to come the very next day

To see if she comes everyday.

But I was busy making a concrete slab

Trying hard not to fall beneath like always

But on the way back I counted the lamps.

They had come again with faith engaged!

They knew the concrete slabs were there

So was the little god by the bushes

All three children again came along as well

And they went away with smiles on face.

I was again standing at the same place

Like a confused cow trying to find an answer.