Being in
the periphery,
walking along
the banks
uneven
broken at
times
smooth and
paved at others -
the feet absorb
textures.
For, the journey across
unaccustomed
earth,
uncharted
path,
used to a
direction,
limited to
the vision of culmination -
infinity is
daunting.
Gratification,
Purpose,
Rewards and Attainment -
Hang like
bats,
upside down -
circle in
the limited sky
at night,
blind through the day -
isolated from
light.
Journeys are
seldom complete -
beginnings are
marked
milestones
celebrated
end is
melancholy.
Surrender is
difficult,
seeking demanding
experience must be earned.
A body used
to buying comforts,
and a mind
invested in calculations -
pulls back,
stays on
the bank,
in the
periphery
even as
feet
absorbing the foreign textures
step onwards,
though tentative.
Fascination
wins over conforming –
horizon beckons...
And, heart
flutters to fly.
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