Your way: A Poem

My thoughts are roaming
My mind a cave
My speech improving
A penny I can’t save

The rain I am listening
My eyes becoming a lane
The night is changing
The moon I came to care

Slowly I am walking
Moving somehow ahead
Days are growing
Tears at night I shed

Many breaths we are taking
Leaving behind our den
Our land is now waiting
Where our destiny will somehow led

-Jan @jahnavigouri