Oh, that we might find our way through life
as simply and quietly as the morning sunlight
threads its way making the day.
We must be happy unlike the light
not knowing why we are here,
where we are going
or where we will end up.
Knowing how to live with this
is one of lifes secrets.
We are the ships with no rudders
searching, waiting for chance to find
a place for us in our dreams.
Somewhere over the rainbow
and down the yellow brick road
the darkness is waiting
for the light to find another secret
to help us find our way
to yet another day.
Friday, January 16, 2009
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