I started with the morning light in the east,
Knew that the journey of thousand miles began with a step I took,
Braced myself for the world outside, a tempestuous sea within,
I walk out, watching, listening and learning every step.
Too afraid to be thoughtless, too fixated to be aimless,
I want to be on the journey, not knowing why I need to be,
Too naïve to know it’s the journey that teaches, not the destination
I meet a hermit, in peace with himself,
I wish to be like him, though not at the cost of stopping;
A furlong away, I see a king,
Possessing all that he can have, yet with a melancholy eye,
I wished to be him, yet not stopping to achieve.
Further I walked towards the sea, seeking to learn the lesson of life,
I see two friends, deprived of health, of riches and shelter,
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