~~~~~~~moving With Purpose~~~~~~~~~~ - Poem by Mahfooz Ali
veils of time slowly lift,
showing a path that seems to drift,
meandering as if by chance.
once scribed in youthful hues,
now guides in ways I didn't choose.
I attend skyward in askance.
I knew my goal.
I knew my way,
yet somehow I have gone astray.
Another's hand or just mischance?
Do I follow or do I lead?
as along the path I proceed,
to some promised heavenly manse?
I won't bemoan,
whatever my fate,
nor sing of my successes great.
I will just enjoy the dance,
moving with purpose,
thankful for the mapmaker's gift,
a road to guide through life's expanse.
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