We walk on and walk on...
Through bright ways and dark ways,
Through straight paths and winding paths..
For a time we feel the pleasant warmth of the sun, for a time we suffer its burning rays...
For a time we enjoy the soft fluffy snow, for a time we brave the howling winter storm...
At times we walk alone, at times we have company...
Walking alone seems peaceful a while, at times we yearn for company...
Walking with company seems joyous a while, at times we yearn to be alone...
Some parts of the path are harsh and dry, and we cry out in thirst...
Some parts of the path are filled with trees and shrubs and flowing streams...
When we first see the streams we exclaim with gratitude, after a while we wish for more fruits...
We keep walking till we can walk no more..
Where the path comes from and where it leads to we cannot see..
But we are beckoned to keep walking..
When times are harsh, it says, walk on, better things are ahead..
When times are good, it says, walk on, there is more to this path..
Well, yes I'm glad, I kept walking on..
Taking a rest every now and then..
Ah, I can see, from this hill top,
The path goes on and on as far as my vision goes..
Till it disappears into the distant clouds..
Through new forests, through new meadows..
I wonder what new sights I will see, which friends will come with me..
Perhaps some familiar faces, perhaps some new ones..
Well then, time to keep walking, there's only one way to find out!
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