In the path of life,
I met many folks.
Some in destiny,
Some as hosts.
The bridge got built,
The pillar met hilt.
The planks came soon,
The ropes snug in cocoon.
There were diversions,
There were potholes.
The dust mingled with sea,
The jungle mixed with mountain.
Some folks made me smile,
Some folks made me cry.
With them, I experienced life,
Without them,I experienced self.
As the road takes a new turn,
I wonder who I will meet next.
Maybe a thorn in the desert,
Maybe a spring in the forest.
In the path of life,
My miles I did not measure.
From dawn to dusk and back,
I soaked in heartfelt pleasure.

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