Our path is different, my friend

If you don't choose the peaks where clouds contend, If you don't soar over that steep, distant end, If you don’t fathom the depths of the seas, If your strength doesn’t dive into vastness with ease, Our path is different, my friend. If your heart doesn’t tear for the truth’s sake, If your soul doesn’t strive for the truth to awake, If your shadow doesn’t stand like a tree, If your arms aren’t full of humanity, Our path is different, my friend. If there’s no storm in the chest that roars, If there’s no flood tumbling down from high shores, If your heart doesn’t melt the ice and snow, If the wind in your soul doesn’t blow, Our path is different, my friend.