ONE WRONG TURN.

Take a wrong turn,        
And you are done.

The reality is grim,
And shocks have begun.

No use pining for,
Your golden past,
This onslaught,
Is going to last.

Nothing over there,
Is as you had thought,
All your expectations,
Have come to a naught.

The eddies,the swirls,
Make you whirl,
Steady your self,
It could get worse.

This is no time,
To rant or whine,
Your new domicile,
Is filled with landmines.

Caution and patience,
Will take you there,
Where a semblance of calm,
Is the only balm.

As you trudge along,
A miracle happens,
Flowers bloom,
All else forgotten.

However few,
They are enough,
To infuse good cheer,
And soak your tears.

How does it matter?
This dappled path,
Even though tough,
You did outlast!