I cannot promise any destination,
I cannot promise any fancy ending,
With the view I see,
From where I am standing,
I can feel the joy and excitement.
It’s the journey that matters,
Maybe there will be a celestial place found along the way,
Maybe I will get lost,
But I will never know,
Unless I take the walk.
And I am ready to walk,
With no expectations,
Keeping an open mind,
I will not regret walking to find out,
Rather than think what could have been beyond this view.
An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.