The Little Grasshopper

Once upon a time in the heart of a city,

Lived a little grasshopper, full of self pity;

All day long she hopped from one leaf to the other,

In an attempt to fly, her tiny wings could only flutter.

Having no clue how things could change,

She decided to seek help from a sage;

So right she jumped in to a boat,

In the unknown waters, she set herself afloat.

Far away in the woods lived a hermit,

Who spent his days meditating under the chestnut;

Tired and travel stained, she reached his abode,

Showed reverence to him and humbly bowed.

With eyes closed and body emitting a golden halo,

The hermit had set the whole place aglow;

Overawed by the effect, she landed herself at his feet,

And greeted him with her cute little tweet.

The hermit opened his eyes as he knew he had a visitor,

Having read her mind, he smiled at the grasshopper;

Out he stretched his hand and she hopped on,

As he touched her wings, she felt strong and her fears were gone.

Magic worked and little bug could finally fly,

Filled with ecstasy she heard herself cry;

Up she soared high in the trees and vast sky,

All she hated was to bid him a goodbye.

Seeing her all over him, the hermit said what he knew,

“You are my little snuggle bug and I can see you through,

Know your purpose! You are born to fly,

But wherever you go, we’ll share the same sky.”

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