We stop and go in life, but time always roars away tirelessly in one direction like a train.
Someone comes and meets you warmly. Just when you think it will last forever, he says to you at the next stop: I can only accompany you until this point. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the crowd of people transferring.
And there is someone, in a quiet corner, when you are experiencing sadness and pain, but they will accompany you without hesitation in this perhaps dark time until dawn.
We are all wandering in the world, and there is always someone willing to accompany you when you are lonely, so that you are no longer a lonely wanderer.