A sense of Direction

a poem by Prachi Garg

Clear the mist
That always falls before your destiny
Clear the snow
That blankets your enemy
Life is a long path with many twists and
bends blizzards blowing hard
thrusting you into unknown directions
Find your path carefully
not only through eyes
but search with your every sense
that in your being lies.
Since I have to walk for long
to reach beyond the path’s end
And start again,
From where the eternity’s vast stretch begins
I shall follow where God may direct
And may His Almighty point to destination correct.