Paradox Poem by Tara Chettur

Great desires are not born on their own
You cultivate you nurture them
Like a farmer day by day you look upto them
And when its time to harvest
Suddenly you feel it was not where you want to be
You step back and look behind
Keeping only one thing in mind
That some wrong calculations happened
But some evaluations were correct
You are back from where you have started
And again you will start the journey
With great confidence that you will come out like phoenix
But this time with more wisdom!