We all can make a difference - 2

Why now? Is it worth the trouble?

Here is my answer best explained by a poem I wrote sometime back.

Someone wondered about the life he had With riches that many want but felt so sad Purpose of living is what he lacked Making him think why he was not glad He called his friend to share his state Made him aware to begin a debate Hoping to find answers to his plight "Go get a life" said his friend that gave him a fright

He sought the advice of a saint "Can't help", said the holy with no taint Answers lie within, is all that he got What's the worth of his riches, if it can't be bought And so he thought If happiness is nothing but felt within What one possesses is just a maya to begin Started to appreciate simple joy Finding goodness in everyone before his ego would destroy Put aside the pride and reached out to the less fortunate Saw the smiles and tears, with words starting to resonate Where does he begin with years gone by His vision enlarged making him exclaim,"Oh my". Gave a hug and a shoulder to cry Provided hope, to will and try Found it easy to share and bear People's folly that once made him despair. Saw hunger in the poor Reflecting his image in the mirror A child lacking necessity when his life began With no one to help understand that he too can Left on his own to fulfill his longing If only someone had tried to give him a sense of belonging. And so he reached out to the vulnerable To prevent the scars as he was capable Shedding light with his helping hand To a life that could be lost And to a soul in search of hope Following the footprints to the promised land.

~Kripa