I choose to walk without a delay,
The path I took was full of a relay.
The race continues and I walked along,
To get a goal on this never-ending way,
I forgot to behold the beauty the path seeks,
And when I suddenly stopped it seems,
The best way was far away I crossed,
Now I can’t walk, my turn has been off.
P.S:- We don’t know when our life is going to end. Each and every moment is important. Stay and feel the beauty of your path, because once it is gone, it will never come back.