In search of my Route

I am searching for my route,

The land where I was born,

The path where I stepped first,

Is it there?

Where from my forefathers are?

Maybe I know a little.

Would I get my route there?

Before me the darkness.

Birds fly away high in the sky.

Give me no clue to know.

The river flows with its rhythm 

If I ask the very  

They all look diffuse.

I urge the wind to show the path 

I wish to walk alone.

The breeze soothes my soul 

Advise me to keep calm.

I stoop to get up 

And start walking alone.

Deeply I lost myself in thoughts.

Which way do I need to go

The confusion only arrives.

I set without moving,

I go down and down in illusion.

It disturbs my living.

Sudden thoughts of impel

Give me back my peace. 

The shore is made of sand

Of far away. 

It beautifies the place

It knows not it's the source. 

I am happy where I am

Nerve is cut after birth

But the relationship grows 

I have a connection with my route

What if I don't know? 

My life is blessed to me. 

Let it be live with a smile.