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When life felt like a house of cards
Falling off the table with winds of failure
That visited often, I built and rebuilt my house.

Even though I wept all through the night
Heart break didn’t hinder my hike
For I knew the days would be bright.

But standing at the gate of the promised land,
I see no sunshine, I know not this fear of change
That clouds my sky and vision.

Beyond the last blue mountain

All those who made it

Beyond the last blue mountain

I wonder, if your route took you through

The same valleys and winds

That block my sight and flight

Colored candies, beautiful gardens

Joyful evenings, and sweet talks

Were they offered to you as well

Just before the last blue mountain

Did you moan at all that was there for taking

And you did not take

Did you rejoice when you heard

The drum echoing in the distance

Did your heart stop beating

When you saw the last blue mountain

Did you live long enough to

Bask under the sun

Beyond that last blue mountain.

Unspoken words!

Sunshine hidden in some corner of my heart,
Mighty enough to spread a wildfire,
Or become the flame carried by torchbearers.

A bird, born free, imprisoned in this beautiful cage,
this cage, made of love, duties, and expectations,
Would it have been softer if it were made of iron instead?

So easy to give in, so easy to accept a normal life,
One that is convenient, but for who?
What would a maverick do with a normal life?

Even the struggle would end, even I would be happier, but for how long?
On a happy morning, wouldn't my dreams of freedom visit me uninvited?
Wouldn't I long for the sweet taste of fresh air?

I only wish to live my life a little longer,
Only wish to break free from this prison of safety,
If only I knew what was there before, what will be left after this life?