Who am I ?

Sometimes I feel
Do I really have a zeal
To leave my footprints
On the path of life

Sometimes I feel
Do I really know
The goal of my life

Is this the way
I thought for me
Or
I am just walking
As someone chose me to go

But no one around
To answer me
Finding me alone
Midst of chaos
I hurled my doubt
To me!

The subconscious
Accepts the plea
Echoes my soul
Whispers to heart
Rejecting the worry
of being right or wrong

And lets me know

That every moment of life
Is planned
By the almighty
The ultimate writer
Of the fate
Who weaves the strings
Of our life
And nothing leaves
For us
To think, to worry

Takes all on his shoulders
Leaving us free
To enjoy the colors of life
With all his blessings!