You may find yourself:
In the joy of a life just beginning,
In the uncertainty of a life beginning to end,
In the thrill and elation of winning,
Or filled with the dejection which our many failings send.
You may find yourself:
Walking on the clouds in a perfect place,
Angry and hurt in a bleak world of hopelessness and fear,
Tears of joy softening your baby's face,
Or weeping over the body of a loved one dear.
You may find yourself:
Giving yourself to another so kind,
Withdrawn and fearful in an untrustworthy world of pain,
With friends with whom many good times you find,
Or perhaps wondering whether or not you are still sane.
But during this most intricate journey,
This wonderful, intoxicating adventure of life,
The one most important goal there can be,
Is to find yourself.
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