I was born into this world naked, with my hands folded.
They said there lay my future.
My eyes were closed.
I screamed opening my lungs.
I was alive – one with nature.
I came into existence,
Nor was it a mistake.
My purpose was to unfold.
I was to dwell in the dark until I found it.
I walked through flames like gold it was to be purified.
The journey – it has had its ups and down.
I won’t rest till my purpose I find.
From this you cannot hide.