A path full of dark
A quest for the spark
I move ahead
I count on my steps
And I count on my steps.
I need to carry on
I pretend, I can hold on..
Keep my oil, store the water
Hold the air, hold the matter
I keep listening thunders
I keep dragging feet
Through darkest storms,
By mud and grudge
I keep galloping stones
When it shines over bridge
When it drips every sight
That showers from the height
Clouds’ canopy on my head
Moon plays to hide
I count on my steps.
When it gets too dark
When there is no light
When I feel it’s over
And eyes see no sight
When I stretch on my fuel,
When I count on my steps
I hear a voice
I see the eastern sun
I hold all pain
And suffering together
I feel the healing
I had longed forever
I now see my soul
Shooting upright
Gleaming it in
The fire inside
I feel it so full
It feels so wide
I can stretch to the poles
Crossing light-years
My unconscious soul
I dance with Sun and
Sing with moonlight
I can stay with chaos
And shake with delight
I am certain with the fact
That peace is inside.
Yet every day I pray
For power and spark
That keeps me moving
That keeps me alive.
My enlightened centre
A beacon, a guide
My toughest puts me in brilliant ties
Entrusting my core,
counts on my path.
And I count on my steps..
I count on my steps.
