Comments about Mike Sudak
Is this life we live a life forlorn?
Are we all searching for the reason we're born?
Is it you, is it me?
Looking out at that vast sea...
What are we supposed to see?
How can we live without knowing what to be?
We try by looking at stories past
And search behind the shadows we cast
Above our ceiling and below the floor
Is a world we can’t imagine: something more
How can we open the closed door?
To see things no eyes have seen before?
As we go every step we take...
It fills our minds, the things at stake
What awaits us when we wake? ...