Do you know where you're going to,
Do you love the life that's shown to you?
Dreams like rivers slip away,
Doors behind you close each day.
Once we stood still, chasing time,
Lost in the visions that filled our mind.
Love was near, yet spirit free,
Laughing at questions you asked of me.
Do you know where your journey lies,
Beneath the stars or under skies?
Plans we made now drift like sand,
Dreams have slipped through open hands.
Why must we wait so long to see,
How sad the answers sometimes be?
Do you know where you're going to,
Or what your heart is hoping too?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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