AFOOT and Light - hearted, I take to the open road.
Healthy, free, the world before me.
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.
Hence force, I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good fortune.
Hence force, I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing.
Strong and content, I travel the open road.
You road I enter upon and look around.
I believe you are not all that is here.
I believe the much unseen is also here.
Here is realization, here is main tallied.
He realize it is here what he has is him.
The past, the future, majesty, love.
If they are waken of you, you are waken them.
Generally, what I deny will vesting myself, the holds will hold me.
I inhale great droughts of space.
The east and the west are mine, the north and the south are mine.
I am larger, better than I thought.
I did not know I held so much goodness.
All seems beautiful to me.
