Winding Road


Awaken from my deepest slumber,

I found myself a-lying on the shore

Lifeless, motionless, gutless

My consciousness is at loss.


My whole body is as numb as a stone

Without any kind of feeling…

Love, hate, happiness and sadness

Are these feelings for real?


I, a lone soul, is wandering in circles

Not stopping by to greet somebody

A soul does not care for anything

Except for thyself.


For sure, I am taking a winding road

Without direction and course known

Living life again and again…

Constantly longing for a place to rest.


I, a lone soul, dreamed of milk and honey,

Hoping for someone who cares to wait for me,

Until the fateful day for me to come

For my life to serve its purpose.