Ways and ways greet my way,
When thee is with me, there is always a way.
No fullstop ever meets me on the way,
As away and away I go on my way.
For untiring this path as I go on his way,
A turn-a-round always there when boulders on my way.
Let it rain or hail, but marching forward I go on my way,
Know not what is forward or behind as I go my way.
The sky is my roof and thee is my home as I go my way.
Ways and ways greet my way,
When thee is with me, there is always a way.
- Dr. Hira