The Seeker : Anvesaka

Heading down the longest path to somewhere,
I bumped into a priest along the way.
"Does this lead to my destiny?", I ask,
"Most certainly!" and hence I trod along,
Down the longest path to somewhere.

On the way, after long,
Passing by a little vendor,
Hesitant, I ask, "Is this the right way?"
With twinkling eyes and a bright smile he replied,
"Definitely! There isn't another." And so I trod on,
Down the path to somewhere.

While walking, somewhere in between,
The defining steps of my route,
I remain unsure,
"Am I heading the right way?", I ask aloud,
"Positively" replied an aged tree with a wink.
And so I trod along.

Then I reach a fork,
Unsure and confused, I look up,
to the heavens for direction.
Tears now in my eyes,
My faith ebbing away,
A voice says, "The answer is within."

The first route, enveloped in roses in full bloom,
A disturbing sing lay at the entrance in full view,
"Pay in Identity."
I look away, unwilling to give myself up
And shamelessly embrace the blasphemy.

The second route, sparse and thorny,
Brown and rocky, but overcrowded,
With disturbed and diseased souls,
Enticing the lame wanderer,
But once again, I look away, unable to enter this path.

But the third route, showed wide open spaces,
Endless blue sky, infinite land,
At the entrance lay a small tabula rasa.
An omen, I say to myself,
A symbol for the unparalleled freedom of my hindered soul,
I rejoice, I step forward and never look back.

"I have reached my destiny", a place of abandon,
Tears flow helplessly down my face,
I know that this is what they all described in the books, movies and scriptures,
I know the intensity and congruity of the moment;
And I feel the wings growing out of my back, and I know,
I am freedom, as freedom is me.