The Extraveganza

The day begins, the week starts,
The month ahead, the year so far,
I look upto myself,
and call for my soul, to help me through the way,
so that I may not stray,
on the muntains so high, and the sea so deep.

I walk through the forest,
I make my own way, I look up to the sky,
And i just say,
"That's the place for me, not too far, not too low"

I make my own life, I am no one's prey,
I wish to the almighty, I may not stray.

It's not the jump I fear,
Its the landing that is uncertain,
In this extraveganza called LIFE.