A long and winding path,
From the first step,
Until the last,
Will you watch your feet,
Or turn your eyes to the sky,
One in front of the other,
Your feet will move unwatched,
But does your heart trust them,
Will they lead you home,
Or loose you in the wild,
If you watch your toes,
You will never trip,
Never know the pain of falling,
Seeing each crack,
Each obstacle,
Never wavering in your stride,
Sure and fleet,
You will surely arrive unscathed,
But is that how you will live,
If you turn your eyes up,
Gaze across the land,
See the horizon,
The eagle on the breeze,
Or the butterfly on the flower,
The sun upon your face,
Wind in your hair,
Rain on your lips,
You will slip,
Stumble,
Fall,
You will feel the pain,
Stuggle to regain your step,
Perhaps carry a scar,
Your journey will not be easy,
The choice is yours,
Safe and steady will arrive,
But will it win,
Is it making it to the end clean,
Or carrying the traces of the fall,
Which will make you richer,
Make you more than your footsteps,
I will fall,
But I will see the sun,
I will stumble,
But I will taste the rain,
I will scar,
But I will hear the wind,
And in the end,
When I can no longer walk,
My feet have lost thier step,
I will look to the horizon,
But I will,
Never look back.