Just when we forget what journey stands for
Our weary feet might take
Us to a new crossing.
Roads call to make a choice
Not only to rejuvenate,
Excite but also to open a portal within where
You come face to face with yourself.
Posted for dVerse ~ Poets Pub
Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
42 thoughts on “Journey”
Whistles!! ❤ ❤ such an exquisite write Sumana 😀 I am floored!
Isn’t that the most challenging and scary journey of all, getting to know yourself? I like the extra complication you had to make for yourself with the acrostic poetry form! And what a magnificent landscape to illustrate it all.
the photo is of Kashmir I visited a few months ago….
I have always found that when I walk and walk I get into connection with myself… just maybe it’s a pilgrim within…
A lovely acrostic and stunning photo Sumana. I believe the most important journey is coming face to face with oneself. Thanks for joining us in our 5th year celebration.
Well, anytime someone uses the word “rejuvenate” I am with ya! I’m in my rejuvenatement period (never say retirement). Stunning photo — and great words in terms of the choices we face and finding ourselves within our journey.
So true what you say in such a lovely way. A good walk does much to rejuvenate and help us resume our inner journery.
Oh yes! Travel can often help us to discover more about ourselves.
The perfect acrostic leading us along on your journey, Sumana! Lovely!
Excellent poem, amazing acrostic. The photo is quite a contrast to your header. I had to look twice to make sure it wasn’t the same photo after a disaster. But truly, excellent poem.
This is wonderful, Sumana. We really can find ourselves in the midst of our own journeys. I love the twisted acrostic path that lines your poem.
Very clever, Sumana.
Oh yes, the best journeys are the ones where we find ourselves waiting.
Brilliant acrostic, Sumana. That last line is something we need to be reminded of time and time again.
Sumana, I love this! Your closing line is so powerfully true and so inspiring. Beautiful words from your heart.
Search for self!
Nice acrostic, Sumana!
Sometimes, confronting the self is a scary thing. What truth will that reveal? What change will it bring?
This is just lovely. Yes, we always end up facing ourselves – Brilliant
Insightful and clever acrostic, Suman, of an important journey to follow!
Oh, I do enjoy an acrostic poem and you did this marvelously.
Someone, I forget who, said “When you come to a fork in the road, take it”.
sooo lovely put
This is a very effective acrostic poem, and the photo leads the reader on a new and exciting journey.
What great inventiveness in writing this.
Perhaps every journey is about meeting ourself – the one place and being we can never leave behind no matter how far we travel.
Yes, any journey…whether long or short…is experienced on different levels. Any journey changes a person somehow. We may be rejuvenated, but there can be even a greater change inside…. I like this poem a lot, Sumana, especially after having returned from my own journey.
This is a fine photo for that portal, capturing the difficulty of choice and of continuing at times. Journey wants not to be neglected. Thanks.
Coming face to self with self is the longest Journey of all…bkm
Very strong Sumana – the presence of your soul shines through the simplicity of this piece, leaving us precisely where we need to be – with a powerful reminder… Thank you so much… With Best Wishes Scott
So wise. This is the junction we all come to. Beautiful, Sumana. I love the photo, too.
I hear the road call often. It’s hard for me to stay in one place!
Your photo takes me there, into the beautiful meanings of this poem. A journey really does replenish and rejuvenate.
A lovely and wise acrostic poem, beautifully pinned to a wonderful photograph!
And I bet that was a pleasant experience…a new travel adventure and meeting your best friend:)
A realization or a reckoning, either way we must change from with in.
That was perfect! I’ve been reading some really good “stuff” this week and this piece added more ❤
lovely acrostic poem, Sumana.
a delight to read! 🙂
There is that urge to move on and to see what are there still rotating in consonance with progress impacting on events. One just cannot be sitting still to let the world go by.