The path I chose!
Talking of the path I took
Mind and consciousness,
heavy on my soul.
All I could see
was darkness.
Nothing but shadows
of the person I could have been.
Walking through nightfall,
I saw my childhood
seeping through a cage
a cage I once built
to trap my own being,
to silence rebellion,
to stay virtuous,
to avoid fault.
And yet,
he broke free.
Free of all.
To see.
The further I walked,
I met my love
happy in my arms,
living the best moments
of what could have been.
Her tender heart
woven into mine,
a heartbeat shared
with the divine.
Further still
I saw friends I’d lost on the path,
cheering for me,
patting my shoulder
like brothers in war.
Now I stand tormented
by the road I chose
how much I’ve left behind,
how little I have gained.
And still,
I walk.
It is my destiny
to search for the light!
Further on a family.
Children in a park,
a couple laughing in love.
The boy resembles me.
Her eyes mirror my lost beloved.
We both wear white strands now,
still in love.
But these were only shadows
of possibilities.
Paths not taken.
Versions of joy I turned away from.
I chose differently
I chose darkness,
solitude.
As I walk again,
there glimmers a faint light.
My heart aches with anguish
at my own becoming
how foolish I was
to have had enough
and left it all.
I walk toward a light
that feels like eternity
doubting every step
as thorns cut my flesh,
blood drawing
a crimson line
highlighting every shadow
I’ve left behind.
But I walk.
Tired.
yet something in me recoils,
remembers
why I chose this road.
This heart-wrenching journey
with no map,
I walk still,
towards a light
that leads to nowhere,
writing my pain into purpose,
turning suffering into salvation.
And now
I stand
at the end of the way.
All I see
It is a mirror.
All my life,
I saw beauty everywhere
except here.
Now I see a stranger
in the glass
wise,
serene.
Scarred,
but whole.
I’ve become the man
I had been searching for.
Reformed
by the very thorns
that once tore me.
Now I am free.
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