And The Journey I Started Poem by Pallav Bhandari

It was six and cold morning was waiting me
I took a step in the mist but nothing I could see
Looking above at the east I said to myself
“Poor sun, today, even its rays are not free”

Road I chose was muddy and one barely taken
As I walked, due to cold, my feet were shakin’
I prayed, “God! Please end this misty morning
And show me my way, the path and the turning”

Who was there to listen? I was left in a test
That was only I knew, I had to perform the best
“But how could you’, I asked “if you are blind? ”
Answer I got, “Listen your heart and use the mind”

Once I closed these eyes to see where I need to go
Amazing! About my destination I had a slide show
It felt warm as the orange rays were on my skin
My legs which were shaking were now readily walkin’

I opened the eyes to see the thick fog still around
But no worries, to guide me I had my heart sounds
I saw the road, not so muddy now, straight to the lead
Everything was vivid though it was all hazy indeed

I continued my steps, the small steps along the way
I knew it was tough but had to tackle troubles with joy
A soft voice from inside I hear, “Go! Go get your aim”
“Start the journey before its late” and I did the same