Are you wondering where your life has led
Or wishing the reflection in the crucible belonged to another.
In your heart does contentment flow or discourse
Enduring the struggle as man must when one becomes the other.
Has the act of living become repetitious and mundane
Un yielding hour after hour the countless thoughts flow
Unable to control them exhausted you seek sanctity of your bed
Till the sun calls
And you rise to the mornings glow
......
Are you wondering where your life has led
Or wishing the reflection in the crucible belonged to another.
In your heart does contentment flow or discourse
Enduring the struggle as man must when one becomes the other.
Has the act of living become repetitious and mundane
Un yielding hour after hour the countless thoughts flow
Unable to control them exhausted you seek sanctity of your bed
Till the sun calls
And you rise to the mornings glow
......