Many a time I have often wondered,
What is it that I am here for?
Many a time I found myself unanswered
Whether or not to open one door.
In this life of ceaseless wonder
Days and days pass unknowing, uncalled for
But let’s all find beauty on this vagueness,
Let our hearts fly, dream with the wind, and soar!
As we thread to our own paths and ‘roads’
We may sometimes fall prey to traps and blunders
But life has this way of teaching in riddles
For all you know, you’re heading to the right direction!
So hold on dear friend, for we’re not meant to ‘see’ all the way
Take comfort in ‘not knowing’ & soon enough, everything will be okay.