There finds a run

I see a miracle message in that run,
There finds some children in the sun,
They run with books in their hands and rush to the school with a face full of fun.

They are deprived of everything
Their family has not any means of living,
None the less they rush out, rush out and stop not; caring not anything.

The word "future " is obscured to them,
But the future is not reluctant to them,
It keeps standing with a rewarding grant for them.

Is it ? the nature selects them herself
and keeps them under her own care,
in order for the nature to spread out message to every corner,
That reveals; All are her manifestations by far,
What, when, how and where if anything does occur,
All are her selections forever.