Monday, January 5, 2009

You Don't Know

You don't know what it's like
to slow dance with someone that you love,
You won't know what it's like
to gaze at the starry sky above.
You don't know what it's like
to be one with the world,
You won't know what it's like
if you're always feeling old.
How will you know what it's like
to walk among the shady trees?
How will you feel the brilliant light
when darkness is all you see?
You've been running all your life
to chase that fleeting destiny,
When what you have is here and now
your most beautiful life that could ever be.
Where are you going in this journey?
Where are you heading to?
In the distant horizon of vanity
you'll be forever walking with just one shoe.
Don't you want to feel the breezy chill up in the hills?
Don't you want to touch the ocean's sand?
Don't you want to be a part of the thrill?
Don't you want earth to be everyone's land?
You won't know what it's like
to breathe the air that is fragrantly sweet,
When all you ever want
is to be blind and deaf and sick.
Don't you ever want to know?
What it's like to listen to the band?
Don't you ever want to wake up to
the song of life that holds you like a friend?
Have you ever felt the breeze running through your hair?
Or feel the raindrops rataplaning on your face.
Do you know what it's like be a part of birth?
Have you ever been embraced by unconditional love?
Why haven't you experienced this wonderment?
Of being alive, of being in the presence of mirth?
Where have you been all your life?
If not dredging the floorbeds with your worth.

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