The Temple On The Hill

I'm all the way to the temple on the hill, and

the way is not so easy;

To climb the rocks and to bear the thorns.

I'm on the way to the temple

It's a pleasant morning when I started

Birds chanted with their sweet own composition

which relieves all my pain and the Sunshine fell upon me,

It's like the hug that I've got from my mother.

I caught up with the thirst and the water within me not enough,

I devastated with the persistent thirst, I'm unable to step ahead

I heard the sound of the water stream and followed it,

I found a waterfall, where I quenched my thirst.

I'm on the way to the temple

It is almost half the day and I'm in half the way to the temple

With all the tiredness and hunger, I paused my journey.

A man who also going to the temple stopped here and sat beside me,

he shared the food which he has tenderly and we had our lunch with a small talk.

Then he began to take a nap but, I continued to move ahead.

Finally, I reached the Hilltop and few steps away from the temple.

An old man came in front of me, in the blue and white attire, with a long white beard;

gently asked me " where are you going?", I replied, "to the temple, to worship the God". 

By giving a disturbing smile, he moved towards down the hill:

I stunned for a few seconds and I realized that without entering temple my journey was fulfilled.