beware! the journey is long
and cluttered
with fear and illusion
with fear and illusion
comfort yourself in the strength of time
that carries your line
all along to eternity
all along to eternity
among every thread
of those who were and those to come
I might be always wrong
but this I know for sure
all one needs is trust and a beating heart
that is pure and does not part
but suffers the pain, keeps burning
despite all yearning when rain
pours on fire of sacrificed desire
pours on fire of sacrificed desire
this heart sustains its burning beat
against each and every arising steep
keeps walking, it must!