God, Where is my life?
What can I do To be free of strife?
I try to see Where I may go,
I try to find me From long ago.
It all should be simple
I feel in my heart
To find my path
Or at least a start.
Can I be happy
Or at least content?
Why do I wonder
At what you’ve sent?
Too many years,
Too many tears
Make me question,
Strengthen my fears.
I meet someone,
A perfect match
And then I wonder
Where is the catch?
Do I deserve
A person like this
Who sets me afire
With a simple kiss.
Deep inside
I know my worth
But life has hurt me
Since my birth.
I forget the good
But remember the bad.
Why do I do this?,
It makes me sad.
God, Where is my life?
What can I do
To be free from strife?
The answer comes Into
My mind,
You search for things
You cannot find.
Life’s not simple,
Nor free from pain
But it can feel Like
A Soft Summer Rain.
If you only see mud
You miss it all,
Open yourself
To natures true call.
Feel the joy
Of rain on your face,
Spread your arms
The rainbow embrace.
Free your spirit,
Break your chains,
Enjoy the pleasure
Of Your Summer Rain!
by DONALD HORN
