Life is a journey, winding and wide, In stillness or travel, we stride. Each step we take, a part of the dance, In the grand procession, we find our chance.
In one place or many, we seek our way, Marking time, making history’s clay. Through paths unknown or familiar lands, We carve our story with our own hands.
In the tapestry of time, we find our thread, In this journey of life, by heart we’re led. Finding our place, in moments we see, A part of the whole, in harmony.
A realized soul, self fades away, The spirit seeks no pride to sway, The sage stands free from fame’s acclaim, In wisdom’s light, untouched by name.
In fleeting hours, moments torn, Some gently slip, some swiftly worn, But worst of all, with shame’s deep gloss, Is time we lose through careless loss.
Goodbye to the stage where shadows play, No fear to chase, no need to stay, The path I seek, untouched, unbound, Where joy and peace are truly found.
