life

Here we are, in a pickle like never before,
my life has a mind on it own,
twisting and turning,
unable to follow one path!

i have tried to steer it towards a path,
that i thought was full of hope and victory,
but it was all a mirage,
dark clouds hiding behind a silver lining;

life has a way and it has a mind of its own,
the twists and bends of the river of life,
seems to bring in darker clouds,
one more portent than the other;

i rise up, every time,
ignoring the frustrations of yesterday,
moving through the mist of today not knowing where it leads,
not knowing what lies beyond the next bend (future);

always hoping and coping with what life throws at me,
looking forward with hope, to the next day
a better tomorrow, no more dark clouds, is all I pray,
my boat may crack, my boat may leak,
as long as I can stand on my own two feet,
i can resume my journey,
towards the light at the end of the path;