Long I have traveled, down this road
And still I don't know where it goes
It doesn't have any signs
The ground around me is always dry
I walk down this road, never resting
I try to see the end, but there's no ending
This road is long, but it is not safe
For as I travel to place to place
I sometimes have to climb up hills
Never is the wind ever still
In some places the road is rough
Sometimes I feel it's all too much
But even so I walk on to a place
That one day will determine my fate
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all have a destiny and the road has signs; but do we pay attention to the signs. Yes this road will come to an end, we don’t know when.