PATH TO BLISS

Path to Bliss (POEM-15) There is a path to bliss Full of valleys and mountainous lands A clear route to the promise In keeping of ten commands Leaves may fall on the path Each a symbol of sin in someway Time again as new seasons begin Piled upon layers they lay Trails splinter like branches from a tree Each one enticing a new direction and more Some whispering the promise of nectar Towards unwanted corrections for sure Sometimes the path is short With little span to gauge A brief stride to victory And the difference it made The path curves may be sharp Requiring the word to hold and steer Faith will provide the light And a crutch to overcome fear Whether the path is short or long Travel delighted and brave Pray away fallen leaves And follow those holy footsteps made Just as with any journey The path comes to an end Where streams of golden clad angels Greet those new to the blissful begin All copywrites reserved @ MANOJ KUMAR PANDA