The Journey

Towards the start of a journey new,
A gust of strong wind blew,
Drove him forward with a purpose,
And he moved along without any fuss

Along the way he countered rough surface,
Yet he never gave up the chase,
To tag along to the finish line,
To experience the feeling of being on cloud nine

The journey grew longer & longer,
Adding to the level of success' hunger,
The more it turned into new ways,
The more it turned into a maze

The end seeming to be farther than nearer,
The presence of confusions became clearer,
Yet he never went off the track,
He never let his focus crack

And as the reward neared his eyesight,
He felt the the presence of all his might,
Which helped him along as the journey grew,
And brought the finish into his view