journal p.96 (יומן מסע עמ'96)

For a while now i've been freed from life,
When it came towards me, i just moved aside.
I've been alone for as long as i could be,
I've watched the rivers, while the mountain watched me.
And so i opened up my eyes,
Gazed at freedom that wasn't meant for me.
That is what i have to do,
Now i know what's meant for me.
But as i choose to make it different,
My feet gets cold, this can not be.

Some had learned when they were younger,