MY WAY
Where
None other than a wondering calf
Had reached
The track has almost vanished
But there,
There are signs of
Two tracks diverging
One showed faint footprints
The other had no marks
Cause it was unmarked
It dragged my feet
Step by step
Let me look at the path I left
Its twists and turns
Its grades and slopes
Had I taken that
This perhaps would have disappeared
That was not to be
This was my way.
Original poem “Don Waata” in Marathi from” Saangaati” written Aug 1960
Rendered in English by Ullas
25 March 2006