The Goal

I did leave my house
won't answer the phone
I'm going down again
but I'm not alone

Settling at last the counts of the soul
this for the trash that paid in full
as for the fall it began long ago
can't stop the rain
can't stop the snow

I sit on a rock and look at the trees
nature returns my smile of defeat
I move with the leaves
I shine with the stones
I am alive
I am at home

no one to follow
and nothing to teach
except that the goal
is always in reach