Life in this world
is a mere sojourn.
Of the many who have gone before
who can say he truly knows the path?
Will I follow the life-roads laid by past-men
or go where there is no path and make one?
No one knows with absolute certainty
which life-roads lead to joy or to misery.
Life-roads intersect and intertwine,
forming an enigmatic labyrinth.
No one can foresee where any life-road leads
causing doubt to pervade each and every one.
Thus, can it not be said with a sigh,
that life is a sojourn through a labyrinth?