The past is my darkness.

The great future is my light.

As the great stars of the night.

Standing on still water.

Which is harder?

A drip of water or a mountain's rock.

The great waters puts a hole on that mountain’s rock.

So now I must climb the mountain’s top.

Walking through the darkest caves to reach the other side of  the Earth.

From the mountains on high to the heavens on the skies.

A young man who carries himself with great pride.

So I think the lord this day.

Still in my living.

I Hope to make it to my old age.

If the lord willing.