Always and never are words that push and pull
Their implications steer you to your destination
Filling a drought barren glass to abundantly full
Or making fairy tales into to a firm foundation
Walking along a winding road lined with trees...
some are barely saplings…others have expired
Your momentum stirs a continuous breeze
If you stop to complain…your ambition will retire
Always keep your eyes open to a future day
Look for the promise that each sunrise brings
Never let the erosion of time lead you astray...
A path of healing can make your heart sing
9/21/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem