When someone has a quest in life, no matter what it be;
Should those who are around us join our journey to be free?
Should they simply have to be a part of our lives goals?
Or turn us out to pasture...watch us stumble in the holes?
It seems to me so many of the people of this world,
feel much exasperation as they label us absurd!
We claim to have seen angels, dancing light within the dark.
Feel presence of the Universe, or foreheads hold a mark.
We try with great endeavor, are determined to foresee
And know the way within ourselves...not listen to "how we" should be.
And "being" is not just a word we "are" here in this life
To us the fact of "being" is to suffer grief and strife.
We take the pain upon ourselves of spirits in the cold.
The ones who cannot find the way, or venture to be bold.
The people say we're crazy; a peculiar sort are we!
And I have heard it many times.. "the peculiar" shall be free.
My heart cries out for heaven my true home and place of birth.
A place I used to frolic till I came to live on earth.
This does not mean I want to end my life right at this time
But if I had a choice to make I'd live with that just fine.
For carnal aspirations are not all I will achieve
My goals are not just set in dirt...I wait for a reprieve!
I pray I will accomplish what I've been sent here to do..
Well, maybe then my headstone will not say "here lies a fool"
RjL/WindDivaİ1993