the journey called life...

I was tired and the things seemed to slip by...
so i decided to sit for a while and gaze at the passers by.
Everybody was looking out for something or the other..
making their way from one corner to the other.
 some cribbed as the way was weary and the hope to reach was bleak..
some saw the concrete among the holes and took a leap.
Just then from the crowd appeared a group of kids
High in their spirits,all chirpy and loaded with bliss.
They covered the holes of the road and constructed a path.
smiled at the stones,picked them up and conquered the wrath.
Smile on lips..high on hopes..the journey became so alive
I kicked off the blues..opened my arms to welcome the beautiful life....