Solace.

During my journeys, I hope to find whatever is worth finding and fighting for. As I walk the trodden paths, I hope to somehow discover an uncharted lake of serenity. And yes, I want a lake instead of an ocean. Once I have created that paradise of bliss, certainly there are some people I want standing next to me.

Once I have found that Peace, paradoxically I want the strength to fight for it and live it. I want the downfalls which we face in our lives, just to appreciate what I have got and begotten. I know I am so strange. I know what I have got is what I have lost. Yet I feel perfectly human with this travesty befalling me each time. every time I get pushed into the jungle of lost and tangled cobwebs, I think I have found solace in the peace and loneliness.

I find the rhythms of life comforting and at times strangely disturbing. I miss what I held, but I know it wasn't worth being held for long. What you believe about me, holds no threads upon my bearing. I will find whatever is worth finding and fighting for.
I will find my lake of serenity just when the sun is about to set. In that golden hue I will take a dip into my dreams. The dreams which have always been there, but so elusive right now, that I cant point them out.

I don't know what I am searching for.