Moving On

In the road of rocks,

I'm moving on to see the hill,

Perhaps the place of destiny,

Where I can find me.

The road is diverged,

As "Robert Frost" said;

But I will not leave,

Till I reach my end.

I'm the one who has been told,

"Destiny doesn't choose you,

But you are the one who makes it your own."

I'm happy that I'm moving on,

No matter how many barriers are present;

Because this is the key to life,

To move on towards one's destiny.