I walk a path,

I walk a path,

a path not for men,

though I be one.

Alone I am in this,

and yet men are not to be alone,

though on this path I find no man.

It is a path of three worlds,

one that we wish to be,

one that is,

one that few men see.

Most men look ahead,

some look to now,

some look back at that was.

On this path,

I walk ahead,

for I know what lay behind.

I wander on,

for I can know no rest,

nor live in what was.

I walk not with men,

and the Gods are not with me now,

I walk this path alone.

I walk not knowing to where,

nor truly why,

nor of want to stop.


I walk my path.

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