As I have been doing for so long. I still feel I have not reached my destination, my goal. I know not where exactly I need to be but I "feel" I'll know it when I get there. All this travelling has made me tired and weak at times. I must prosper or I fear I will never arrive.
I know not where I am headed but I keep moving. I know I'll get there. It is what I want and need with every fiber of my being. From all this changing will arise a butterfly? I'm not sure but I'll be glad to find out.