I walk down the path of uncertainty
To reach the abode of peace
Like an untamed animal my mind revolts
Against all odds that befall on the path
I behold the both – fair and foe
Merging into one another
I sometimes fail to know
The way of the world – which is fair and who’s foe?
The dust and debris cling to my feet
Wanting to follow my path along
Fatigued and exhausted,
I spread my hands out and close my eyes…
I could see the light
Showing the path way back to home
From Reflections: A Collection of Short Poetry by Rakesh Patel
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