The Longing

By Isaac Cherian, Edmonton

# Know Your Psychologist

Let me be the gentle raindrop's song, Caressing flowers, where they belong, A touch that paints each face with glee, In nature's symphony, I'll be.

Let me be the blades of grass's rhyme, Bowing to the breeze, in perfect time, Dancing joyfully with playful grace, In harmony, I'll find my place.

Let me be the tiny speck of light, Drifting through the morning's flight, A canvas bright, nature's embrace, I'll add my hue to this wondrous space.

Let me be the mountain's strong refrain, A guardian proud, through sun and rain, In its shadow, I'll stand tall, A steadfast presence, through it all.

Let me be the twinkling stars above, Shining hope on nights of love, Guiding dreams with gleaming light, Illuminating the darkest night.

Let me be the vast ocean's flow, A tranquil rhythm, steady and slow, A haven of peace, where souls embrace, In its embrace, I'll find my grace.

Let me be the being I am, Embracing life, an eternal jam, Connected to the universe's charms, In its melody, I'll find my arms.

In this beautiful symphony of existence, I'll find my purpose, my own stance, And let my heart and soul commune, With the universe's eternal tune.

Isaac Cherian, Psychologist