I have journeyed, endless miles. Seen many others, where I took rest a while. On this boat called "near and far". To be what you must, you must give up what you are. Only on a wind of hope my heart said. Braving mystic oceans to arrive. Those who do not leave and choose to stay. Many survive. Be you dust or be you star. To be what you must, just reach out for what you are. And though you travel many roads. There's but one way and that's the one you chose.
(Brother Yusuf, To be What you Must) Si ungu di satu sudut Mt Washington.