I walk...
through the misty path,
whom should I cross,
whom i should not
YOU know even before I started.

I walk...
Then a turn YOU hid a happy surprise
At another , an unexpected blow!
Still I walk...
Aint that I supposed to do?

I walk ...
Then the path turns too hard.
I feel I might fall, I am lost!
Then i saw faces...
from nowhere they came!
held my hand and lifted me up.
I saw YOU in them!
I walk...

--Priya Pramod