Along the Path

Life is spent in an inexplicable search for an unknown truth. Along the way, the journey gets so absorbing that one is no longer feverish about the trail or even the destination. When anxiety about the future and regret over the past ceases and a sense of gratitude and fullness about the present moment dawns, the destination is reached.Along the Path Bound by myself, fettered by me,I seek, I strive, to set my soul free.The restless burning to just ‘be’ Unfurls 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 falter at times, at times I swayI persevere to keep distractions at bay.I want to move on, I know I do,On this enigmatic quest for truth and virtue.I know not what instilled faith in meWhat made me this vast world seeIn a renewed light of amazed awe;With gratitude to ‘be’, here and now.