Quest
I embarked with zest
each resolute step
like a mistake, perfect
I began by winning
to millions' surprise
the great swimming race
and life was my prize
bagful of wants
stuffed in a skin
always some room
for one more sin
I claimed as my own
with pride profound
tiny breaths snatched
from vastness around
arriving finally to claim
my rest, my birthright
I heard a soothing voice
from behind a bright light
"welcome back my child
your efforts be blessed
a tottering step you were
in my own self's quest"
© Rajendra Pradhan
Labels: poetry
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