The poem describes a journey at night where the traveler's true identity is hidden until the moon rises, and their illusion could lead others astray. While dreams are open, doors are closed, and the traveler's secrets will remain undisclosed as they dig deep on a steep road with their mind set on wandering. The secrets of who they truly are and where they have been will eventually unravel, regardless of whether their path is easy or difficult.

1. Waiting for the sun to set and the moon to rise What I become is your surprise Although not to be in disguise The illusion could be your demise Dreams are open Doors are closed The secrets won’t be disclosed Digging deep The road is steep But the wanderer’s mind is set This is my way to travel Whether the road is paved or gravel These secrets will unravel