I cant help but wonder how,
The rays of sunshine, winning a battle with the clouds,
Piercing through the harsh downpour, braving the lightening,
Creates a feast for our eyes in the form of a rainbow?
How a gloomy day, whose intensions seem to be to distort our views,
Actually hightlights an etch-worthy view of the mountains at a distance?
How this screams how a much change in perspective,
Can create a completely different reminiscence of a memory?
How many lessons have I missed out on,
Relationships I might have demolished, people I left behind,
Experiences I left unrelished, sights I left unseen,
Just because my view got foggy for a little while?
Although being well aware that wanting to indulge in every experience,
Is like sowing a seed which will never grow and reach fruision,
What I mourn however are the paths I have traversed,
Failing to experience the pure joy of the journey, rather than the anticipation of the destination.
With this realization dawning on me, with a lot uncertain but a lot to look forward to,
I hope to stop and smell the roses, to look for the silver lining in the dark clouds!
I hope to keep evolving, but enjoy my current being!
I hope to trust my spark and have the patience for the fog to clear!