What sights, what scenes

dost thou voyager seek

what merriment, what company

what adventures unknown

dost thou mean to meet

the journey to the self

is by far the toughest

the most painful and treacherous of all

the most long drawn

fraught with battles unheard, unseen

filled with fears, tears

bleeding of wounds

slow to heal even

with the time’s unction

yet the soul shall triumph

shining through

raring to surge

daring to fly

against tides unknown

fearless of traps, trips

hidden fissures which suck

the spirit within

coz, my love

now is life

now is love

reach out to the stars

the universe roots for you!