Life... A Road

When we were young, we're quite restless,
The days were slow, time seemed to rest;
Our goals and dreams,they were endless,
We set to explore, to learn to reach.

Then years went by, time flew so fast,
Just found ourselves in different paths.
We dared the world, then we looked back
wondering how we've reached our spot.

We have explored and did wonders;
We multiplied, accomplished things,
Some - found reaches, some- earned a little;
But weigh them all, we're just the same.

Life is a road that One designed;
We wished it's smooth but rough it turned,
And as we trod it's ups and downs
Sometimes we made some ugly turns.

Now we have reached our golden age,
We pause and turn, then ask ourselves,
"Have I done right?" "Did I succeed?"
"Do I now hold the prize I dreamt?"


Then we just smile and realize
It's not the goal that we set right;
It's not the dream that marked our start,
But the journey that makes up life.


Along the road, we hear birds' song,
We see flowers in their full bloom;
Then bad weather may come along,
Not just some rains, but even storms.


The tests of time spoil our lives,
Almost stop us from our tasks;
Some of us bend, others surpass,
Then hardly win against all odds.


The diff'rent raods we have taken,
They gave us strength of character;
We learned to hope, to cope with pain
 and stand victorious at the end.