What corner will I turn today?
With these colorful walls guiding me so.
The wind in my sails and a freshness for life,
Pulls me on to what yet may be.
For a time I am on the edge of the known waiting,
But now I am pushed beyond this familiar door.
Onward I go upon a weaving path,
Let it fill me with experience and wisdom.
With stars as my guide and courage my stockade,
Let me follow that road beyond.