I have never seen a squirrel in my city <br />That is lazy – it has a back story so strange <br />It is about the ancestor squirrels tenacity <br />To soar higher and higher and bring a change <br /> <br />The squirrel was fanatic about flying <br />So he decided to speak about his unquenchable thirst <br />To the best friend of his – a bird who after trying <br />Learnt to fly though he failed at first <br /> <br />The friend of his was tickled pink <br />“Do not thy life precariously end, <br />Before jumping off, twice do think <br />Pay heed to advice from a friend” <br /> <br />“But my dearest friend, it tires my soul <br />To walk only on the land <br />I shall wear my sinew and heart to the whole <br />To rise, and higher someday stand” <br /> <br />'So he let his languor loose and jumped from a tree <br />To another-his first step to fly a few feet off and he got it right <br />They said you weren’t flying, “You have eyes but cannot see” <br />Said the squirrel, “I believe in minor leaps of faith”<br /><br />Syed Misbahuddin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/minor-leaps-of-faith/
