An Incident That Changed Me

Passing through the woods,

Sometime around dusk,

Keeping each foot forward,

Gently on the crust.

As it grows darker,

The faster my heart beats,

But I move without an utter,

Not knowing where it leads.

The dark, scary forest,

Sees me with creepy eyes,

The growls of wolves scare me,

As I long, for the sun to rise.

Crumbling the grass, in the path I proceed,

As I look back, the way seems to recede.

Incessantly moving ahead,

Every fear of mine I bork,

Realizing a sense of change,

I find myself at a fork.

As the sun arises,

I see the yellow wood,

I fall into the thought,

Which road is bad or good.

The next moment I feel,

That anyone will be fine,

Heretofore while coming along,

I’d never thought of this time.

There is something wrong,

My inner self says,

And deep inside my thoughts,

I stand in a maze.

Where will this lead? Where will I go?

I don’t know. Which one to follow.

Then I do decide,

To go with the first,

But wait a second,

What if it’s the worst?

But this is the same,

For the second one too,

There bewildered I stand,

What do I do?

The dark would have been better,

At this point of time,

Neither I would have seen this fork,

Nor stuck in this line.

This is like a battle,

That will never ever end,

So, I go the second way,

There’s no point to defend.

Then I realized,

This was somewhat usual,

It was a daily experience,

Of the life of an individua.l

Crossing a situation,

When you’re to select,

Isn’t it a fork?

Where all seem correct!

However, in the end,

You have to choose one,

Not knowing where each of them,

Will go when they’re done.

When you can’t decide,

Even with endless thinking,

You blame the surrounding,

For you to be floundering.

You hope for a different place,

Where this could be done with ease,

Refusing to the challenge,

Your difficulty you cease.

But this ease is temporary,

You can’t escape from life,

Because life itself is a challenge,

And you’ll later strife.

Facing difficulties,

Is part and parcel of living,

One who denies, is a coward,

One who faces, is daring.

This gave me a lesson,

To stand up with courage,

Only you can mend your life,

Your problems you should manage.

No one will come to help you,

At the mountain you will climb,

You have to be your savior,

That too, before it’s time.

This is truly very hard,

But it’s one of life’s keys,

For then, the rest of your life,

Will surely pass with ease.

In front of every trouble,

Your will is the tower, 

No one is you,

And that is your power!