walking down life's path

The path I was on, lay long and straight as I quickened my steps pulled by forces unseen...... up ahead could be seen a few shadows..... I hastened to join them feeling the loneliness press in .... the encroaching mist covered the road.... voices reached out like alluring hands guiding me to the unknown.... icy fingers walked up my spine as I stood irresolute.... which path do I choose ? Faltering steps came to a halt as wisps of uncertainty clouded my vision .... I looked on back and saw the curves, bends and breaks in the path I had traversed....when did I cross it , how did I miss out on the bright sunshine.... the many hued flowers I had trod in my anxiety to get where I am now.....I saw clearly the joy and beauty I missed in my haste to travail the path.... lying scattered in my wake were the things that made me... me!!! My success, failures, joy and sorrow were the crutches I now held in my hands....when did I pick that up.... when did it become a part of me.... ? Answers there were none....but the smiles of lives I had touched reached out their warmth to me... forgiveness for the hurts spread out their healing touch.... now when I turn my gaze to my destination..... up ahead a faint light beckoned..... guiding me onwards with the understanding one backward glance had elicited.... with slower steps I walk.... paying attention to my surrounds ... where once darkness dwelt.... now I recognise the greys and colors seen in the swirling mists of time..... as another step I take on my life's path.... the realisation that the journey was more important than the destination finally dawns ! If I witness not another sunrise, the jouney through this life however long or short will suffice cause in all its entirety it was beautiful and mine !