The trail of.....

I want to cry my heart out

I need to once, shout my heart out

From those top of the highest mountain peaks

And

In those farthest of the fields.

Since I am no more strong now

Like I used to be then,

Because your departure has left me shattered

And Your absence has made me directionless now.

Not that I don't want to cheer up

Not that I don't want to fly high,

But my feathers, which were as light as clouds then

Feel so heavy now.

Yet I try hard and harder with every passing day

To once again soar as high as I did always....

Reaching out to

To top of the highest mountain peaks

And

those farthest of the fields.

Often, when I find my inner core no more determined 

But only a heart that is numbed with the cursed eternal Ice

And a mind that is all chaotic, outside and inside.....

Ah ! How sadly now I often sigh.

"Not the end of the story yet"

Suddenly I hear a voice slaying all the gloom and despair.

Hence hereafter,

I will still, despite all this,

Keep on to fight the demons hiding inside

To bring back my soul, piece by piece,

Into the Sunshine

To practice the calmness of my mind

So that one day, when to everyone, I will bid a goodbye

Perhaps then, even if I might or might not have succeeded and reached heights,

I will still be remembered for a trail that I will leave behind -

The trail of Hope 

The trail of Belief 

The trail of Grace 

The trail of Love

And The trail of Empathy,

To bless those who will follow it,

From

the top of the highest mountain peaks

While staying peacefully 

In those farthest of the fields.

~ Jyotsna (A@$h!) Gaur