Once I would have fallen down

but I don’t and I keep walking

maybe I forgot the way through

Or I was going right before

 

so while I get up, I look again

from where I come and where I

need to go; Is it the right path?

that takes me to my destiny

 

I keep walking but I must clear

stones in my path that hinder

and instead of asking people

I must find my own path here

 

some lead me to the wrong way

who do not themselves know ahead

even if they have crossed your paths

jungle is huge, animals lurk, day or night

 

if they choose to go, let them

if they choose to come, let them

as born alone, traveler to explore

why be afraid if we die alone anyway

 

human is the most tricky animal

you won’t know if it will harm or transform…