Life and travel

The breath goes on,

You have to walk, traveler!

There is a

Group of stars singing songs in the sky,

There is also the sky, there is confusion in the void

There is no restlessness lying under the feet

It is fickle , even a particle can not stay on a spot for even a moment.

The forces of motion are

Surrounding you from all sides,

you will have to move away from your place, traveler!

The breath goes on,

You have to walk, traveller!

Where the trough

Had to age , the feet had to be peeled

From the stones.

Where the grass was like velvet

I felt like a lot.