Sometimes while walking
I pause and look back,
There were so many vicissitudes
In the life’s track
A very lonely childhood,
A gypsy life style,
In a sea of tribulations
I was a solitary isle
I faced stormy winds
I fought the difficult time,
Some moments turned out bad
For no reason and rhyme
I am gifted with perseverance,
My faith moves mountain,
In adverse circumstances, too
My grit and courage I sustain
So I challenged the sun
That I will overpower him
Now I hold him in my palm
I look bright and he is dim.
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India