Silent Strides

People driving swiftly While I was walking on a rainy path alone, Many passers passed by. Then in blues a man Drove an abandoned road uphill While the usual being over used. My legs stride the uphill Though dreamscape, It's a mirage of true life: The shouldering of life's Call and commitment Of family's well being. An Alto car I carried upon My shoulder and climbed That uphill , Yes I climbed it. The road might be plain, Rough and rugged, Uphill and downhill I'll beat with The rhythm of My heart and no one Shall hinder nor block me.