Wanderer, I keep on roaming in life.
With certainty and uncertainty.
With purpose and sometimes aimlessly forging ahead.
Like a rocket shooting to my destiny,
And other times like a drunkard staggering to keep on moving.
All I know this road filled with mountains and valleys,
The bittersweet path on which I travel,
Will one day lead me where I need to be.
And perhaps when I look back and connect the dots,
It will all make sense to me.
A wanderer in my own journey of life.