The storm struck hard,
in trouble I was, I knew.
The rain was heavy and the wind blew strong.
On my way to destiny, I couldn’t halt;
My Goal would move far away, if I stop.
I passed the beautiful flowers on the way,
whose fragrance asked me, a while to stay.
Warm breeze in the meadows, a beautiful brunette at the shore
and the warm welcome of the kin, asked me to hold.
But I couldn’t, I was on my way to destiny,
And my target would move far away, if I stop.
My steed felt tired and so was I,
He asked for rest and so did I.
We both knew we shan’t stop, we remembered,
the prayers we said and the oaths we made;
We won’t stop until the purpose is met.
Dumpy ground made the journey rough,
Scorching sun, sapped my energy away,
The destination never seemed close enough,
Still I have to hunt for it.
Closer it never seems, closure I never get,
But I have to run, forever and ever.
-Raj McKay
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