There are no perfect answers,
Just the stuff transfers.
There are no straight paths,
And everyone’s destiny is way apart.
There are paths that look neat,
But who knows they won’t cheat.
Then there are paths that look serene,
But who knows before they are seen.

The real path you will have to trace,
In the midst of this unknown space.
You will have to be moving,
Without knowing what’s coming.
Yes it will be a bit heavy,
Because you are not always savvy.
To move up the slope,
You have to carry your hope.