40. The Dream of My Youth.

Ah, I walk through this darkness, Thorny paths cling to my ankles. Like a candle flickering in the storm, I stand alone, swaying. Yet, like the stars in the sky, My dreams too are sparkling. Even through tough days, I will sing a song of hope. Even as the storm rages and the wind throws me, I will keep moving endlessly. Towards this dream of my youthful days, I will run without fear. Bright light surrounds me, A new morning greets me with a smile. Difficult times are now memories, I begin a new life with hope embraced. Ah, I walk through this darkness, Thorn-ridden paths grasp my ankles. Like a candle wavering in the storm, I stand alone, trembling. Yet, like the stars in the sky, My dreams too are shining. Even through the hardest days, I shall sing a song of hope. Bright light embraces me, And a new morning greets me with a smile. The hard times are now memories, With hopes held close, I start anew. Even as the storm rages and winds throw my body, Endlessly, I will march on. Toward this dream of my youth, I run, fearless.