A Quest

In search of an opportunity For a breakthrough in life, I roamed about, Knocking every door But no one opened. Day and night I gazed at stars And looked around with hope. I toiled & toiled, nothing came out And patience waited Till it also became impatient. Nothing more could I do, Nothing could I grasp A shiver passes through my body. In the hide and seek of life There is a race to reach the top. But chances never came to help Though it looms everywhere, Testing the character of man Who could hold his self, neat and fair. Waiting for things to happen Is a wishful thought no doubt But when you set to do it The chance is all about. And if by chance you falter It holds you and you sight the top of the race You win and win you all the fight. Chance is a helper always If you start a right.