The water gushing through between my toes
– brushing past my body –
I embarked on my journey
as the setting sun with its gentle rays waited to be reached
But everything I treasure warned me to surrender
to its hands wide open, welcoming me in
The Lord seemed to convince me in
taking refuge in ignorance’s comfort
I nonetheless pushed through the nights’ storms
And the unmerciful sun shining on unseen territory
But I always turned back in lamentation,
desperately waiting for a familiar face in complete desolation
I, who was used to living in solitude –
and I knew I couldn’t remain content anymore –
yearned for some company.
Oh, success sure is a lonely journey
I thought I could walk through hell with none beside me
and smell the sweet scent of success
while proudly bearing my bruises and scars.
But I had decided to come back already
I realised that running away from my obligation
was – to shun away from my weakness – a mere excuse
Sometimes you’ve got to give in to rise up.
So I turned back home, though I still wished I hadn’t
The waters seemed to bid me goodbye
as they pushed me back towards the shore.
Not wishing to drown myself in satiety,
I turned back, making my way to the oasis of mediocrity
The water makes sounds as the waves rush towards me
I’m being engulfed by the ocean once again
The sunrise beautifies my canvas and I’m ready
Finally awake, I’m ready to set sail again
This time, I go on a journey with you, SAGACITY.
Swaatanya 