Now, as you may have seen
When old, young or when with
Someone as days and weeks goes on,
I do not know how our love is shaped
I do not know what my coming will grace
I do not know when my journey will arouse
Neither do i know where am flowing or
When i will grasp the realm.
All i know was my eyes was closed
With my arm curved and crossed against my heart
And my legs shrivels for breath to mend.
Now when it falls, when the light struck me out!
And when the people yonder their deepest grieve,
I know how wistful they will be; when am gone
I know how fulfilled i will stand; when am there
I know how lifeless my pulse will be and
soiled my flesh will stay; when am no-more.