I follow, but I'm not a follower.
I see the path, winding ever onward,
Over stream, stone and shrub,
And I walk it, unflinching, almost devout.
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The mysticism runs through the poem from top to the bottom and is coupled with the glimpses of charming nature all around. Following lines open up hundred and one ways to enrich our lives: Untill you've lost your sense of direction / You will never go find your own way. Thanks.
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The mysticism runs through the poem from top to the bottom and is coupled with the glimpses of charming nature all around. Following lines open up hundred and one ways to enrich our lives: Untill you've lost your sense of direction / You will never go find your own way. Thanks.