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.