I had gone down this path so many times
Never once lost my way
Have those marks vanished, have wild grass come up today?
Yet deep in my heart I know I needn’t fear,
It is a fair wind that suddenly blows here
The time will come for me to know you,
You’ll know me right away.
The lamp I used to take with me – now its low flame has died
Yet I know I’ll find my way, for in the stars it’s scribed
The flowers that have bloomed by this wayside
When my feet will falter, they will guide,
In their soft scents the secret signs all
They keep hidden away.