Been quite long following others
Wasn't brave to tread the path alone,
When discovered the strength inner
Set out on the path of thorns and stone

Stepped out of the cocoon, it was cold
Woven by threats and fears unknown
Feeble my legs are, its a wobbly start
But sure enough to conquer on own

Thorns and stones test the strength
The path dark and lonely seems never to end
Hurdles are forces propelling the journey
Bruises and burns ..hmm none to tend

Days and nights,months, years and years
Still walking ,still bearing , the joy eludes,
What resides is pain anger ,unremitting tears traveled miles, thousands more to conclude.

Savoured the wine, and scrumptious dine
Still thirsty, still hungry ,the flavour vaporize
Growled ,howled yet no 'manna' sign
Conquered a lot , a lot more before demise.

Preachers ,teachers and wisdom supreme
Still insane,still lame, the truth evades
Read ,heard and followed their theme,
Sailed rivers ,ahh.. the sea awaits.

Pain perished,Threats thwarted ,fears flown
Still struggling,still gasping,the destiny unknown
Miles crossed ,miles to go ,can't fathom whether Cocoon was safe or serfdom?