Walking and strolling, where to go?

What is the answer, I don't know,

Walking by the side of river

Where everything staggers and shimmers.

Sitting and sliding over the tree trunk

Where the flowers blush and the leaves wave

Sitting over the spongy grass

Where everything moves and shakes.

Laying and yawning on the sea-shore,

The sand sinks under the feet

The mind laying on the land bare

Where everything is calm and brief.

The endless flow,where to go ?

The vast green, where to shine?

The gulping sea, where to be?

What do I do, when everything is free?

The journey over the moor

The voyage above the blue

The ride on the white horse

I go on and on from dusk to dawn

The heavens cry, where my destiny is ?

What am I destined to?

The river flows, the wind blows

But where to go, one nay knows.