Live It Along The Path

I wish every day of life is a long jog in the morning breeze fluttering the flowing hair in excitement. 

I wish everyday of life is a long drive speeding till the eyes drop the tear of joy! 

But every day of life is an unusual search for an unknown truth. 

This journey  along the path gets so engrossing that one is no longer feverish about the trail or even the destination. 

Is it the anxiety about the future and regret over the past ceases the sense of gratitude and fullness about the present moment dawns?

I Live it along the Path 
Bound by myself, blinded by me,
I seek, I strive, to set my soul free.

Free to me is the burning agony to just ‘be’
unfolding the umpteen paths ahead of me.

A mystic angel along the path helps,
as I take hesitant infant steps.
Never wanting to trace my trail back,
I trust, endure and progress on track.

I pause at times, at times I swing in sway
I continue to keep distractions at bay.
I want to move on; I know I should do,
on this mysterious quest for truth and virtue.

I know not what instilled faith in me
What made me this vast world see
In a renewed light of amazed awe;
With gratitude to ‘be’, here and now.