Life Is The Path You

My Soul Is Not Asleep. It Is Awake, Wide Awake. It Neither Sleeps Nor Dreams, But Watches, Its Eyes Wide Open Far-off Things, And Listens At The Shores Of The Great Silence.

And To Walk Through Life In Dreams Out Of Love For The Hand That Guides Us.

Travelers, There Is No Path, Paths Are Made By Walking.

Last Night As I Was Sleeping, I Dreamt - Marvellous Error! - That It Was God I Had Here Inside My Heart.

By Walking One Makes The Road, And Upon Glancing Behind Sees The Path