My Journey Is Punctuated With Conviction

The road is stretched long path shrouded by mist and fog, I do not know what lies in store with nimble steps...on life's journey I embark upon the ghost of past unseen yet impacts pulls me from behind goads me to fritter and look back hinders my onward journey yet my astute faith remains intact with firm belief...joins hands supports my faltering steps counsels to remain focussed and fortify my stance.

 In the tussle between 'gone by' and 'present' the latter emerges victorious wins laurels paves way for realisation of dreams and aspirations

 when conviction rules supreme Can the winning post be far behind?