To walk or not to walk? He kept waiting for the right time to wake up and walk
Brooding over the same, he lay there like a useless weed,
Ignorant he was as didn't knew, any time is right for such a deed.
He brushed aside the dirt off his motionless mind and started walking,
There are better things to be done in life than just talking.
He walked a few meters, precarious enough to stand tall,
He walked past the famaliar surroundings and forgot the fear of fall.
The trees, the roads, the people were all new and the air was so fresh that he never knew.
He felt stronger, his legs felt the joy, suddenly he was neither afraid nor he was coy.
He breathed hard and he breathed fast, as if he didn't knew which one would be his last.
His desire to explore further was unabated as each part of his body felt elated.
There is no greater motivation than a change in life, one should keep moving and chances will be rife,
No gain in sitting on the fence and dwell over the past, he should hurry up as life is moving fast.
