[Verse 1] I take a step, thinking it is only a step. But the earth shifts under me dew breaking, seeds stirring, small lives adjusting to the weight of my passing. [Verse 2] I move through the day as if untouched. Yet the path remembers what I never saw the trembling leaf, the startled wing, the quiet fear left in my shadow. [Verse 3] Rooted lives holding still. Small lives turning toward light. Wings, voices, wandering feet each soul meeting mine for only a moment. [Pre-Chorus] Not guilt, but consequence. Not punishment, but cause and effect. Simply living leaves traces. [Chorus] Micchami Dukkadam. May I see more clearly. Micchami Dukkadam. May I loosen these bonds. Micchami Dukkadam. May I not bind them again. Khamemi savva jīve, savve jīvā khamantu me. Mitti me savva bhūesu, veraṃ majjha na keṇai. [Bridge] Some wounds are loud. Some are only the silence after we passed. What can be healed, let it be healed. What cannot, let no further harm arise. [Pratikramana] Today I turn back. To see what I did not see. To soften where I was hard. Not to live again, but to walk again with gentler feet. Khamemi savva jīve, savve jīvā khamantu me. [Final Chorus] Micchami Dukkadam. For all I touched without knowing. Micchami Dukkadam. For all that moved because I moved. Micchami Dukkadam. May the path be lighter when I walk again. Veraṃ majjha na keṇai.
