https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2025/jan/16/everything-we-were-taught-about-success-is-wrong-how-to-find-true-fulfilment-in-your-life-and-career?CMP=Share_AndroidApp_Other

.  From time and place and season I feel lost,

Disorientated , missing tracks well worn.

Do not suppose I’m unaware of cost,

Nor label me with epithets of scorn.

For usual paths lead to the usual place

. The safest way to live and perhaps to die.

But wandering through the woods I find new space

and in wild grasses with the fox I lie. Through distant trees, i see a way to go

as narrow as a slit in pallid stonm

This is my destined way, I seem to know And courage rises even as I moan.

Remember when we’re lost , we may then find Another way,a place,another mind

When red sun drops and cooling night rolls in
Darkness masks both danger and our vision
Ancient minds fear day won’t come again
Courage for the delicate seems thin
We wrestle with our indecision
When low sun drops and a new night rolls in
But now , fresh stricken by the dread of sin
Who protects us from derision?
Our ancient mind fears day won’t come again
As we sleep we’re entertained within
Bold dreams squander all illusion
When sunset comes the darkest night rolls in
In  dreams we see  new life  arising
Then fancy turns to full communion
The ancient mind dreads day won’t come again
Despite such angst, our sacred life began
When sperm leaped up in proud confusion.
When deep sun dropped and a new night rolled in
All human hearts cried,Day shall come again”