As I follow you,
A melody awakens in me
A fresh, new ring
But as old as I've ever known.
Your truth echoes
In my own
They resonate
Like as the same
But I will not claim that
Say only that it seems
Truth feels
As Truth sounds
I will not say it is the only
Or say right and wrong,
Nor lead others to follow us:
Evil and Death lie that way
You write your own truth, I say
So we have, and see our truths in each other
And smile of companionship
Then stoop together, pensive
A new idea confronts us together
Our kinship confronts us
Because it hints
Hints that some deep, unknown current
Has carried us together
Wandering in a broad, plane wilderness,
I suddenly find myself on a rare path,
All this time I wandered alone
Making my own way
By accident, have I found this scarce path?
Or was I brought.....?
By an unfelt, subtle slope
Of the very land I have pioneered?
I call my truth ろうにん
How can it meet with another pilgrim?
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