What is this life that I’m living, cuz it appears to be a breath in the wind
A single drop in the ocean, or a lone voice in an entire sea of people
I see lives lost, and many without any regard of life’s value
The waves tossed to and fro, just as spontaneous as the wind blows
Here today, gone tomorrow… its only worth, the people I know
The souls that I touch , those that I reach, to teach what I’ve learned
And those that Ive turned, through the exposed glimpse of my experience
I let go of all pretense, all reservations I lay to the side rely on patience…
To bring me to the revalations that allude the multitudes, and let it be my salvation
an escape from the fate that I create through all my own mistakes
Like every breath that I take, it comes naturally… without any thought or motion
Without any calculations or planning… it just comes
Like oxygen that saturates my lungs and spreads nourishment throughout my veins
To reach the outermost fringes… and brings a face to my existence
An image that I recognize, a truth that never lies…
Beheld in my eyes lies a reflection of me
I am but a drop in the sea, a vapor in the wind
What is this life, this life that I am living in… but a tool
An extention of the very hand of God, a conduit to bring what’s said in dark to light
And allow my life to be a light…
what is this life?
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