The Path I've Chosen
Life happens, putting you in a dilemma
To choose from paths to travel in a crossroad.
Once I had also chosen a path,
At the crossroad which is lighted by the fireflies.
The journey on the path of life begin,
The smooth path, my shoes singing the song of merriment.
The fireflies guiding my way,
Until the darkness engulfed the last drop of light left by the fireflies.
The clouds so dark like the loosened hair of a Maenad,
Fierce was the storm - without lightning;
Only blood pouring from above.
I fell into the pit unknown - bottomless,
Scared of the demons, pulling me further down.
I was numb - only a tiny bit of hope left,
Holding to that - I prayed to the divine mother.
The storm passed by - stormwater filled the pit,
Waves pushed me up - a halo of the sun rising bright.
I pull myself up, holding my ripped shoes in my hand,
I started to walk again - barefooted.
Connecting with mother earth,
I walk towards the horizon of zenith.
Eyes of judgment glaring my ripped shoes,
I walked a journey that made me what my existence is.
I walked with pride - the path I've chosen,
With the guidance of fireflies lighting my way.