Remains of who I was are splattered back down the long winding  road
Breadcrumbs I subconsciously left to follow back to myself are long gone
Blown away by the wind

Feet stuck in the grit
Soon I will be in motion
Motivated by what maybe a delusion

One hurdle crossed
A thousand more to go
Miles to go before I can breath
Many many miles to go
My spirit is waiting for me on the other side
The beginning of a whole new life
Body will meet soul
I will be whole
I will find glory
So I can move among gods.