On my way in the path
When I met the first fork,
I took at random an arm [of the fork]
Which led me to the next fork,
From where taking an arm,
I met another and so on
Till I reached where I am now.
The path led me than I led myself.
06.02.2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very true..the path has its own restrictions and rules...it starts ruling us