Shielding the acts of all these careless men;
Men, who took from her, now and then, again and again,
Willingly, she takes the bullet for each mistake made by them.

Beguiling attempts to validate their deeds with actions her own, all along.
Simply assumes it was her erring ways for which, with her they don’t belong.
She takes it upon herself to right their wrongs.

She too, took a little from them, as they from her,
She is wiser now, braver than those men were.
A clearer perspective of herself, rather than a shadowy blur.

The slight in her ways is kneeling before her luck,
Still, she lives one day from the next, her soul running amok.
She celebrates life; simple pleasures leave her wonder-struck.

Thus, accepting it all, she moves on to other men,
Only to come a full circle again.
And round and round it goes, like a Ferris Wheel;
With each cart, carrying a new sin and a new ideal.

Beneath the wild blue yonder;
In a restless haze, I wander.
To delve through the other worlds,
Calling out to adventures, yet to be unfurled.
Not to seek the vibrant summer’s call;
But, in search of the softer shades of fall.

A haunting voice from the beyond rings through,
Letting me know of the fate I must come to.
I have but one wish before I go, to have no regrets,
To have lived, and more so, to have lived well, when the sun finally sets.

Broken remnants of the moments rejoiced linger on;
While feelings, unrequited find solace & are re-drawn.
I know, that milestones of life are oft used as a measure of success,
Yet, in the finer details is where I invariably feel blessed.

For I have uncovered one secret of living,
It is only the wayward who delights in not fitting
with the conventional notions; they indulge in the little joys –
The subtle art of rising above the noise.

So, I take a deep breath, and think of what may become,
With a song in my heart and a merry tune to hum.
By the cosmic indulgence, I remain spellbound,
In complete awe of the magic all around.

Beneath the wild blue yonder;
In a restless haze, I still wander.
I’ll await my turn in unraveling the bigger mysteries.
Till then though, I will revel in the smaller victories.