Which Path Shall I Take Again

O my Demiurge, tell me which path shall I take again?

The path where I can always see that enchanting terrain

And which holds the fragrance of my never changing love

But isn’t it the one that doomed me by sending my half above?

 

O my Demiurge, tell me which path shall I take again?

The path that warmly embraced my loved and dear ones

And which has their footsteps and flowerbed of beacons

Even if it carries their scent, isn’t it insanely mundane?

 

O my holy deity, tell me on which path shall I travel again?

The path that is certainly unknown and is never traveled

Where no-one and no bond awaits but mystery is dwelled

Wandering there in a boat of luck, will it diminish my pain?

 

O my holy deity, tell me on which path shall I travel again?

The path that can contrive new nadir and zenith of my life

That is neither known nor lost and which can defeat strife

But can it realize my dream and won’t be a cause of bane?