I
stumbled upon a path one day,
the end of it was unclear and far
away,
So many directions to take, yet unsure of which one
I
should travel on to become.
The
next day I rose from my sleep,
I opened my mouth and I could
speak,
such wonderful words I put together
I picked up a pen
and wrote a letter.
I addressed it to whom it may concern,
as
I was curious to learn,
where I was and what I should do,
I
sent the letter hoping to find out soon.
It
has been years now and still no reply,
I’ve worked, I’ve
grown, and I’ve even cried,
I’ve been up, down, all
around,
and all these things are so profound.
Every
day I walk this path,
and only now I notice that,
there is no
end, it goes 'round and 'round
Until it’s me that I have found.