Walk Of Life Poem by Aaron Stone

When the night begins to lose its life,
There in the woods, the Sun touches the ground
The walk of life has begun, from love to strife,
Down the rustle of leaves, to the howl of hound.
You take the quest, and hold onto the clouds
If you ever need their help or have any doubts.

The higher you rise, I hope you'll realize
The mysteries to unfold beyond the mountains,
Swim past oceans and wait for the wise,
Find the broken behind all the bright lanterns.
There you sing all the songs of the coming dawn,
Leave smiles behind when you'll be gone.

You know how to make your own story,
Since the walk has begun, you've only given,
You know how to keep up all your glory
Then, drain it all in the showers of heaven.
There, I'll be singin' you songs of tomorrow
And then with you, the world will follow.