I sit and gaze upon the sky,
Pondering in awe, how do birds so graciously fly?

The lone maverick and the faithful friends,
Both travail the horizon, a road that never ends.

Seasons come and seasons change,
No two days ever the same.

People laugh and people cry,
Some may never truly understand why.

We wish to love, we wish to provide,
Always longing to feel alive.

The answer may invoke
A feeling of surprise,
All you have to do,
Simply Let go and welcome in the divine.