I wana walk and not run. Running inflicts fear. Fear of past, fear of future, fear of falling.
Walking gives you time to sink in, time to think and introspect. It gives you moments, moments free from all suffering, moments melting your skin, moments burning your heart. I wana walk for miles, on the road that lead to nowhere, a road that started from nowhere. The serenity of silence will be just for me. No one's there on that open road. Just me, moon, stars, wind and peace.
No one could understand you, but the road will. Staring up at the clear sky, talking to the stars. They know your story, they have watched over you for years... they will watch for few more. The road gives you assurance of being with you and lay even before you step on it.
I walked that road. The wind gushing in, crawls over my skin. It fills your lungs & you breathe- you breathe like never before. you feel free even when you are merely walking. Under the moonlight your vision is blur. To my right was a path filled with brown dried grass leading to a slope I did not know how deep was it but enough to know it can perish me. To my left was a small hill shining in all its glory. The ground which lead to it was spaced out. I could have gone their for a while, danced under the moonlight, imagined wind twirling with me too. Sky being my ceiling with light bulbs & crickets playing music. I should have done that. Damn!!!
Behind me was me. Me one step before, me before thousand steps.There was no one behind me, no past just that the coordinates of slope and hill had changed. It brought me to life that I have nothing behind. It is just forward I have to walk & walk forever. The wind was blowing on my face playing with my hair. The mystic fog around me was kissing away the tragedies. I was cold and chilly but the life of the wind, dried grass, stars moon, road... kept me warm.
Walking gives you time to sink in, time to think and introspect. It gives you moments, moments free from all suffering, moments melting your skin, moments burning your heart. I wana walk for miles, on the road that lead to nowhere, a road that started from nowhere. The serenity of silence will be just for me. No one's there on that open road. Just me, moon, stars, wind and peace.
No one could understand you, but the road will. Staring up at the clear sky, talking to the stars. They know your story, they have watched over you for years... they will watch for few more. The road gives you assurance of being with you and lay even before you step on it.
I walked that road. The wind gushing in, crawls over my skin. It fills your lungs & you breathe- you breathe like never before. you feel free even when you are merely walking. Under the moonlight your vision is blur. To my right was a path filled with brown dried grass leading to a slope I did not know how deep was it but enough to know it can perish me. To my left was a small hill shining in all its glory. The ground which lead to it was spaced out. I could have gone their for a while, danced under the moonlight, imagined wind twirling with me too. Sky being my ceiling with light bulbs & crickets playing music. I should have done that. Damn!!!
Behind me was me. Me one step before, me before thousand steps.There was no one behind me, no past just that the coordinates of slope and hill had changed. It brought me to life that I have nothing behind. It is just forward I have to walk & walk forever. The wind was blowing on my face playing with my hair. The mystic fog around me was kissing away the tragedies. I was cold and chilly but the life of the wind, dried grass, stars moon, road... kept me warm.
