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Where I come from is a place |
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of simple creatures, of no consequence. |
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For as long as I can remember |
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I've been obsessed with achieving greatness but to what end? |
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The notion seemed so deep, |
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brooding disdain all along in me. |
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That a greater purpose |
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lay hidden from view. |
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Searching in vain, |
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to leave this domain. |
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Though there have been many |
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whom I could call friend, |
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roads steep and laced with pain |
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have forced every one I've ever known |
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to fall behind. |
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They lied down to rest, |
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while I carried on forward. |
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But I felt no satisfaction, |
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even though I am the |
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great sage equal of heaven. |
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Searching in vain, |
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to leave this domain. |
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I was told that the truth is: |
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\"Only those who risk going too far |
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can find out how far one can go.\" |
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Now I've crossed the earth; |
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I've reached the end, |
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and offered my soul. |
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What can one do to savor life |
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when everything is rushing so fast. |
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All alone, slave of time, |
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I know there is no turning back. |
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The purple dusk reveals a new road |
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reaching out to the stars. |
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To End is to Begin anew. |
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The colors have changed to a darker hue. |
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I have now finally awakened to, |
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emptiness. |
