
Here I go,
mapping the path of life,
taking the roads not taken,
not because they are brave,
but because they are mine.
On this journey I met—
the beautiful mountains,
quiet, steady, watching me walk.
The fresh air sang for me,
even when I had nothing to say.
The flower valley danced along,
unaware of my worries,
and I followed.
Exploring every inch of adventure,
doing things this time
not to impress anyone,
not to prove anything,
but for my own soul,
to be a better person
for myself.
Happy I was—
More than happy,
I was at peace.
Peace of being with myself.
A sense of contentment
where if anything happens,
it’s okay.
I can endure it.
I can move with it.
I can go with the flow,
just like the nature around me—
soft, patient, unbothered.
My problems felt smaller.
The world felt vast.
Travellers I met along the way—
they passed by,
but the memories stay.
About the Creator
NK Sohi
A lover of life, stories, and the freedom to choose my own path. I write what I feel, what I learn, and what stays with me.
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