nivivenkat

I know not what I seek;
Roads beckon, and I walk.
Alone through forests, thick and dense
And through deserts, wide and forlorn.

Fooled by fireflies in the forests,
Deceived by mirages in the deserts.
Still, I walk along,
Expecting the unexpected in the turns and corners.

Smiling among the colorful wildflowers
That bloom with no one caring for them
Quenching my thirst from strangers' bottles 
in the deserts
Whose paths I might never cross again.

I know, one day, the journey will cease.
What I will carry with me to the beyond
A mystery that will be revealed, after I stop walking.
Though the roads will continue to wind along
For others to continue walking.