Ordinary Moments Poem by Vinti Jetley

Blank pages can also narrate a tale,
Vacant hours too can cast a spell.
Some watch the waves on shore,
Not all get a chance to sail.

Can't always weave words with tunes,
Some thoughts stay numb in the heart,
But think not less of these moments,
Their anonymity does plays a part.

The warp of life may be filled with glory
But the weft of triviality too has a role,
When you can't hold stars in your palms
Do feel sun kissed earth with your soles.

A day you may find your path is clear,
On another, you run into shackled gates.
What Milton said was right,
They also serve who wait.