There we are,
At the top of the hill.
Looking down at all the fields of opportunities.
Trying to figure out which one is ours.
Knowing that they’re all just a macrocosm of ourselves,
And each one of them as important as the other.
Still having to decide which valley we are heading for.
There is a space where we can connect,
Despite of where are, to where ever we want to.
And it is as real, as every thought you might have.
Looking from this place into the world,
It is not the question of where we are going,
but how we are going.
Which shouldn’t keep us from going,
Where our heart leads us to,
Our mind gives us the possibilities to imagine,
And our will shall move us to.
Because there is a path, which is for us,
Though it might be hidden and go in circles,
It will be ours,
And allways ours.
As long as we tread a path.
27. January 2010 / Järna, Sweden