Down into the wilderness I’ll go
in hopes of finding my soul
for it is lost
and I am cold
as if a part of me’s been sold.
There is life all around,
yet joy is not found.
Through the world I must search
stumbling upon these paths of dirt
towards goals I seek, and fear,
yet hope that they are somewhat near.
That all depends on me
on choices I make
and directions I take.
Pick a path
and take a step.
Put one foot in front of the other
and step into the green and unknown wonder.