The Nomads Search ...

Like the child waiting to walk ,

Like the sun waiting to rise ,

Like the daffodil yet to bloom 

Like a race towards  a prize ...

Like a desert waiting for rain !

Like the joy that follows pain ,

Like the  rainbow waiting long 

For the almighty to stop the storm .

Like a diamond waiting to be found,

from the black and ugly coal ,

Like a star hiding between the clouds ,

For the  sun to vanish as a whole .

Flower buds that love the light

rivers that love the rain,

Mountain peaks that love the clouds 

That try to embrace it but in vain . 

The desert that waits a lifetime 

for a single drop of rain ,

The traveller gazing at the clock 

while waiting for his train !

And when the waiting finally ends ,

Like a blessing from above ,

When words just fail to so express 

The joy , the fear  , the love !

Its like the world stops  spinning 

and your heart stops beating too  ,

Then the  butterflies give up flowers ,

and flutter around inside you !

Years of quest , days of search 

Here  comes to an end ,

As heart and soul  meet finally

Every rule they both shall bend !

Joy at last shall prevail 

In the nomadic heart ,

 A wanderer no more it needs to be , 

This moment shall forever last !!!