When I think of the journey taken thus far,I wonder if I have done it wisely. My thoughts need a conscious bath instantly, Before all my expectations rise above the bar. What is stored in my star, And what defines my life’s achievement is unknown widely. My mind can’t fathom anything holy, When I don’t really knoweth the calls that comes from afar. Though far, let me walk slowly, But I must travel guided by my Northstar, Before everyone falls asleep. I have traveled thus far solely, Taking my own soul and body in war, With consciousness awakened from sleep.