The wind starts blowing lightly,

The sun also glows brightly,

I step forward in a way so knightly,

Yet I am nervous slightly.

I can feel the pressure,

It’s acting like a dream crusher,

Can’t even recognize my own signature,

You are killing this helpless creature.

The sunlight becomes too sharp,

It starts blinding me,

There are too many obstacles,

It is becoming hard for me to see.

It’s my own journey to start,

There won’t be any aid,

Opportunities are right in front,

Just clear out the façade.

I take one more step,

Look at the blue sky,

Its time to spread out my wings,

Now I am ready to fly.

-apala