A cadence unknown
may it lift you up.
How you could feel
control it you must.
Where the unknown
trembles the soul
and leaves confidence
void of steady feet;
stumble we will
to sounds off beat
yet without chances
not knowing consumes.
Better we follow
our heart’s longings
or our identity
is what we didn’t do.
Lost we’d become
in a forest dim.
Step we would
looking back ever since.
Choking the sun
the rays reaching not
for you won’t forget
that which you regret.