In the cabin I ponder
Upright arm crossed
Cheering for the reality of livelihood
Calculating
Learning
Reciting
Living
Through the cacoon I rose
But what's the meaning of it all?

An old man stood before thee grand of death
A stick in his hand and a bag of deed on his back
Judgement day longing from the not so distant future
Chariots of fire accompanied by mythical features
At the end nothing matters
But your deed to the being and everlasting lust for the truth

As the words arose I sit and ponder
Imminent death
Unpredictable
What's the meaning of it all?
Not a drop of answer will show
One finds his own destiny
When he chose the life of the enlightenment
Hardships follow though
People resent you
Yet the message is clear
"Just do you"