My eyes have opened. At last I see
A life that's longed for. A part of me.
A part that's ready at last to express
Those beautiful feelings, too long repressed.
Fearing somehow the words were lost.
Words that tell of roads I've crossed.
Of times I've, squandered, thinking this is IT !
The IT that carries so far and long,
Touching some thing, somewhere, groping along.