A year passes by..

Head on..

I could see the thorns stuck-

Under my feet..

Bleeding and uncovered..

I felt the pain..

My soul cried out to my sole..

I wandered around,

Trying to find a pond

That would wash my wounds away..

But..

Without my knowledge..

I found a sea of love..

The waves which would –

Keep me away from the malice..

Of which I hadn’t thought of..

But came my way…

Unpredictable, unknown..

I saw those eyes..

Which saw where I walked..

And took me where I had to be..

I could see those three hundred –

Odd days of unpredictable,

Yet so predictable –

Days which I counted..

I loved holding the hand,

That had strength of assurance..

I know I have to keep walking,

At the pace of the legs –

Walking beside me..

Else I would stumble-

Upon the stone –

I tripped over walking faster…