Not every step 
Of our life is predetermined, -
You shall find a Path anywhere!
In ones Soul
No one is deprived of freedom, -
Despite being good, or bad!

Someday a little tree
Will become an oak
And a storm will give way to the sun,
And a circle will 
Turn into a line,
And a face will
Change to bright image,
A calaite – to diamond!

In a ray of a flower
Through the dry grass
All that CAN flourish shall grow,
And it cannot 
Turn to darkness
All that MUST shine!

This world has place 
For both sun and rain,
No question about that!
And if I devote
My Life to Love, -
I shall find
My place in Heart,
And once again merge with ALL!
And once again merge with ALL!