A new road before me, I could see logs of wood.
I’ve to travel in this new road, as far as I could.
I thought not to cross the road and straight I stood.
But the road was not dark to cross and I thought I should.
In the day time the sun gives me bright light to show my way
In the dark night the moon gives a dim light to pass the way
As I travelled by I could see ripe fruits on the tree which made my day
I still could not see the end of the road, could see more logs on my way
Days were long and long was the road
I saw the clouds to move along with me on the same road
I was not afraid to take more loads as much as I could
The road was not dark to cross and I thought I should.
In the bright light I could see the autumn leaves falling
In the sunlight I could see the flowers blooming.
The road is scented with the smell of beautiful flowers
I could walk and enjoy the beauty, is this I desire?
Some days were beautiful though there were logs of wood
Some days I thought not to cross the road and straight I stood.
There were thorns with the logs on my way but I was strong as I could
The road was not dark to cross and I thought I should.
Monday, July 12, 2010
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