I'm looking for my footprint the vastness of the road. Where is my future, after 20 years of I is a how of person, is ineffective, or do something. When the earth can hear my voice, I pray, when I can see the blue sky of their own, apart from their parents to look for the future. May look back, memories remain in the heart, after much suffering, how many frustrations, will you feel warm in the snow. To melt the cruel reality. The hard, weather-beaten, only to later.
Since I set foot on the road, I have decided to, no matter what, all want to go forward, only persevere, to see the light, to find a belong to his own way. Twenty years later, everything will change, but the only constant is that the light is still on in the heart, my life will change, can change the reality, but can not hold up against a hot burning heart on that desolate land.
20 years later, a young trees grow up, and I also suffered, the stubborn life, busy to go beyond the tall tree.
Only a disaster, experience more likely to fulfill myself. 20 years later I was able to stand where tall and straight, look at the side of land, that piece of the sky. In sunny rain sucking the spring in the air, continue to grow in the joy, struggle, for the earth mother, to the recurrence of the forces of evil, where I always praise.