It lasted on my shoulders

and it was weighing me down.

Now, the world's dancing

in the palm of my hands.

I could have held onto it

but I chose to let it go.

And now, see

how the essence of time fades away,

how mundanity is like traces in sand,

washed away by waves of meaning.

Some might say it's nothing

since there appears to be no goal.

But the way of fulfilment is everything,

and the path can just be right

when I can breathe without pain.

So sweet is the air

that floods my lungs.

So delightful the kind of love

that is able to change my heart.

And again,

it might appear bleak to anyone else,

but it means eternal life for me.

So, let me go on,

let me go on,

blessed by you,

just let me go on.