Walking with apparent security,
Stalling in uncertainty.
When the pillars that grow strong, like roots in the breathing meadow, shake, you find yourself wandering on a shattered floor.
This never-ending sensation keeps bothering the mind.
Trying to rationally reply to impossible riddles,
while you don’t even know the truth yourself.
When doubt arise, infiltrating your mind, it’s too late to look back at your past, unclouded self.
You must uncertainly walk till you find the answer.
Though the senses are obstructed and deceptive.
Do not stop looking for it.
Surely, behind this thick fog, there is a new world waiting for you.