All roads lead to where you are

A strong wind blew,
Tossed, flipped and turned me twisted,
Like a hurricane or tornedo.
A fallen yellow hued leaf I turned into.
Weightless and lost, I went,
To the forest, deep and green.
Suddenly I turned back, saw you.
Smiling at me you came forward.
I ran for my life, scared.

Started running.
I was fighting the wind again.
It now blows like a crazy fierceful volcano.
I melted in the heat like, iron turns into liquid.
A sea it was, deep and blue.
I was thrown on the shore
I lifted up myself and I saw you.
I ran for my life, scared

The wind wouldn’t leave me alone.
After a long while,
I reached on the mountain peak,
Quiet, serene and cold.
High up almost closer to the sky
Deep, brown and bleak
My heart again missed a beat seeing you.

I stopped running.
I knew there is nothing,
That I could do.
It is fate I must bare.
All roads lead
To where you are.


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