Somewhere along my journey …I lost my way.

I paused and thought ,

Who I was  and now who am I ? ,

And above all where was I going?

I met many on my journey ,

Who looked like they knew the way,

and there they had been ,

I went to them and asked, “Excuse me,I have lost my way, can you show it to me?”

And cheerfully they guided me,

Some explained a certain thing ,some gave me a better way,

And so it went on…

I sat and I spoke,I asked and I listened.

And all the while I tried to muster courage,

Yet soon I realised,the way they showed me was their own,

I needed a way,that was my own,

And if I didn’t find it,I had to make one,

One that was meant for me,

And I had to walk it all alone,all by me.

I had to take it by myself,no one could be me.

Some could hold my hand and walk,

but perhaps just a few steps with me.

But no one, just no one could walk it for me.

It was my life and I had to do it alone,

Take the thorns and take the stones,

Smell the roses and move along…

My feet could bleed,my body exhausted and thin,

Whatever it was,no one could take the pain for me.

And if so it was,

I stopped hoping someone could help me more than they already did.

And when I broke those strings of expectations,

I found a new being within me,

It was myself…on my own,

Still not sure of where I was going or how should I go?

Knew just one thing that I had to do it

and I could do it all alone,

I got a new strength and a new courage,

My face almost shone.

I started walking with a new determination…

And soon enough, someone came along and asked me,

“Excuse me,I have lost my way,can you show it to me?”