To the Traveller

Listen to the voice as it’s calling you Rise from the strings that holds you See the way where it seems not be A stride after a stride, you are walking free There’s but fear all around you Footsteps louder and louder following you Look not behind, it’s one way to fear Look not aside, there’s nothing there Of those birds you hear singing around Their sweet melodies telling to look behind, Of those beautiful grasslands you pass through The beauty of their dew has never been true And of those fragrant roses growing either sides by the road With their scents cutting through you like goddess's sword Well, sometimes you feel that’s where the path ends But those are the trials your quest sends Prayer and determination are the weapons you have To conquer the fear on the way as you strive Courage, the right shoe you have to wear Persistence your ribbon to wrap around your hair Confidence your shield to safeguard your heart Vision is the ultimate force that hauls you to the light.