The calling.

Look back, now, before you leave,
See what is worth carrying along,
Take that and choose what you believe,
Now begin the journey you want.

Never to fall again and never to come back,
To fly without what you left behind.
Now overcome the things you lack,
Must you then reach the stars.

Now you know and you see,
That past calls you time and again,
It does the same, with you and with me,
But you must now choose to march on.

For you took what you needed
and abandoned the worthless.
You cried till your eyes bleeded,
And spent years in despair.

Do not fall back to the calling,
And neither must you cry again, my friend,
for the same reasons which had you falling,
And took away the person you were.


Maudita Singh.