It's not a matter of rushing anymore,
haste does not lead to heaven,
Destiny waits, serene,
there is no hurry that beats destiny,
in calmness lies the dream,
of the journey, the divine art.
In the end, there will only remain
that path among the dust of the road,
the traces of laughter and tears,
the echoes of a divine song.
It is not a question of running more,
it's knowing that in each heartbeat,
life is found in the walk,
and in the stories that the road brings.
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