End Is The Right Time To Begin

I was walking blindfolded
On the path, which I did not know led to where
I was all alone, falling down and getting up again
With no one to guide me or even to care
Walking a few steps and tumbling down hundred
So many tears for every tumble, were shed
Cuts and bruises all over, heart filled with pain
Every fall made me fear to pursue my goal once again

One day,
I came across a friend
Who knew about life more than I could even imagine
A friend who taught me that end was the right time to begin
So, I learnt to make things work,
When it seemed the most impossible thing to happen
And I realized miraculously that the trick worked for me
And things were starting to happen.

I learnt from her that day
Never should we lose hope even on the worst day
For when the wave is high enough,
It is then that it turns away
It is darkest few moments before the break of the day.


Arti D. Honrao