“Since I stepped unto that road; less travelled by, Life has been different and I walk on with a prayer in my heart….”
Tried portraying a journey through the lanes and pathways we often stumble upon, knowingly; unknowingly and life takes its own course…
An unusual evening it was, dark and scary,
I was walking through such lanes; I had never walked before, in search of something I had never known before.
And suddenly I stepped into that narrow dusty road; I know not why; feeling all lost and defeated,
Stopped by that deserted chapel, as if Providence landed me there.
On that broken desk, I found some old torn pages, as if someone left them behind for me,
Enshrined on it in the dark, bold letters, it spoke words of hope.
“You will find me someday, somewhere, any moment, in any form.”
“You will find me someday, somewhere, any moment, in any name, or no form, but you will find me, I promise that.”
Those words as if knew I was looking for them as if knew I was waiting for them.
That painful agony within ceased to be forever as if I had never known it as if pain and I were strangers.
And as I folded that paper; that Gospel of Faith, and was about to keep it with me, when my Mentor’s words flashed before me –
“Nothing is yours, do not hold on to anything; not even the prophecy of the Gods; leave behind and walk on seeking that for which you deserted your home & hearth.”
And I left that paper there for my wandering brethren, who might pass by that road someday; lost and defeated as I were,
For it might ignite that fire of hope as it did to me,
For it might throw that light at my brothers as it threw at me, and I walked on.
Since that day, I have been stirring the waters and the mighty rivers with all regained hope; I have been summoning the dark meadows and the valleys with all new faith as if someone had rekindled that lamp of faith.
And been walking through such lanes, I had never walked before, in search of something I had never known before.
Thank you for reading 🙂