For some time I thought there was life beyond the way,
That the way lead to the life that lay beyond.

Then one day I found the Way,
Found that I was on the way,
But was at the end of the way.

I did not find the way until I had completed the way,
But there was no life beyond where I stood.

All that lay before me was the way,
Then, I knew, the way is the life that lay beyond.

The end of the way is the beginning of the way.

So off I trod along the way.

There was no where else to go.