Life hits a purpose,
Next junction is its intent.
Crawl a further stop,
Call it your destination.

Hail glory!
Let it be a dream.
Uno step; its high time,
Miles to travel everytime.

Stones alter,
And pebbles falter.
Rocky edges,
The agile drives… a lille farther.

Whipped white on its road,
Cream can be scarce.
I still chose to walk,
For the dream is my task.

Hey today,
Found my purpose;
And its relevance.
Flashed in infinites,
Lifes’ a turning point…
Call it your ‘one million station!‘