Troubled, tired, unsure of what to do,
Confused about religion and promises of this world.
Looked for answers for my dying soul, so blue,
Like stepping out a sphere that had been just twirled.

Loud I cried, but no words could break out,
Amid the crowd, a voiceless Ghost.
Driven by misery, I found myself on the lonely route,
Burned by the sun like one left to roast.

No strength left, I felt face down on the sand,
Nothing but silence I heard, thought I cross the living world.
Then I felt as if the Living Light took me by the hand,
Whispered into my ears “…It’s time to unfold”.

Freedom I sensed, life became anew,
Courage I gained, my mind was at ease,
Peace I found, I felt so true,
I deprived of it all to be led by the Breeze.