The woods are lovely dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep...
Sometimes, we get lost in the beauty that surrounds us on our journey. Sometimes, we even lose a track of the journey all together. And stop. We stop to drink it all in. We stop to let the Maya sink in. And enjoy the moment. The journey is, however, the whole epic. It is what the soul is here for
We may realise it and wake up from our slumber. We may not realise that we are sleeping and mistake the dream for the reality.
The dream will come to an end. The reality is eternal. The souls take on a form- the body to travel through this dream, this reality. It is not possible to have the experiences without this body . And yet, the body is not what the soul is!
The road may be long, and lonely. The soul is never alone.
The road may be hard, yet only for the body. The soul does not need the road. Nor does it need the support the body seeks.
We all came alone. We will depart alone. It is between these two punctuation marks that we must fill each other's existence with love, grace and abundance.
Where will this road lead?
Where will that one take us?
Is the road less travelled really that difficult?
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