Realization

There was nothing going wrong,
nothing that held despair
so, there was never an instance
when I kneeled down in prayer.
One day I bowed my head
and closed my eyes,
knelt at the altar
and once "Oh God" I cried
I thought I pleased the one above,
felt good about myself
I thought I was in god's good books
with one occasional prayer.

I tried to trick my creator,
undermined his might
did not realize he knew more than me
until I fell from my flight.
With a thud I fell to the ground,
wounded and bruised all over
I learnt the mistake I made,
as I lay in broken pride.

It was then that I took my first step
and all steps thereafter,
with my maker on my mind
and prayer on my lips
Now there are some smooth sails
and some hurdles too,
but I have a hand that guides me
forever through and through