by Mario William Vitale
In a moment I wonder
What is life all about ?
Are all roads always rocky,
Are they smooth, well, I doubt
I ever I will know, it takes lifetimes I hear,
To perceive of a pattern, if any,
Seem clear
So, I travel through days
Years disappear
Where is the water ?
My doubts turns to hope,
I see smooth patterns here
I get fooled for a minute
I guess age has a way,
Of casting light shadows
Over that which seems gray
So, I'm back to a pattern,
Of which, nothing seems clear;
In this moment I wonder,
I see nothing to fear.
From:
Mario William Vitale
Copyright ©:
5/30/2017
Last updated May 31, 2017