Imprints and Impressions

Many times along my road called life
I have rejoiced at my luck
and tasted good flavours of what I would call 'chance',
and never bothered to spare a thought on something
that might have brought me that 'chance on a platter'.

Now, I stop to look back and wonder
whether I have failed to thank someone or something?
Should I subdue my guilt by calling it all 'destiny' and 
stop worrying about not having thanked....(but who? or what?)

But what if...with every glorious moment of my life
someone in this world was deprived of something
that rightfully belonged to them? 
Or was it 'something' all the time, and not 'someone' afterall?

I do not know and cannot know, but I do want to thank...
YOU. Yes, I will end the dilemma by calling the 'someone' or 'something' 'you'
althought it might have been a different 'you' every time.

However my dear 'you', I have pinned you down to a name
so that I may thank you, who(what)ever 'you' were..
for all the wonderful moments of joy you gifted to me.
Oh wait..why don't you stop to hear me?

You have served me well so far, and unconditionally..
like a candle which burns itself to give light to a million,
like the sky which cries to bring the joy of rain to earth,
like a whiff of cool breeze on a summer day, which doesn't linger for gratitude...

..you have sacrificed and still do so by preferring to be elusive,
anonymous and not expecting gratitude.
I want to step back to every moment of joy and success
and thank the 'you' of every different gifted moment one by one
Oh how I wish!