curving your own path in
the wilderness,
as you stray away in search of
a path to place the world
a path to place the world
tries desperately to hide
as you search for a path
that will lead you to your destiny
a path to happiness
I beg of you one thing
do not forget about yourself
do not forget to search for yourself
in the blooming flowers,
in the age-old rocks,
in the chirping birds
in the soft blowing breeze,
in the erotic of embrace of the wild
because, as we search for meaning
in our lives,
we forget ourselves
and when we find meaning
we realize too late,
that we lost ourselves,
rendering our lifelong wanders
meaningless
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