In life, we’re often led to lean,
On others when times are unseen.
But helplessness is a shadow we cast,
Independence—a wish that lasts.
Misery is a path we choose,
Despite what life might give or lose.
Be good, be useful, true to you,
With all you have, with all you do.
No one knows the storm inside,
Yet how you treat is where you decide.
With love and respect as your guide,
The world will work, stand by your side.
Wild thoughts soar like birds,
And run like deer so free;
Not ours to cage or claim,
But to let them simply be.
In the mind, they dance unseen,
Unlabeled, wild, and true;
No law can bind their flight,
No chains can hold their hue.
Think what your heart desires,
In shadows of the mind;
But know the weight of steps,
On paths that actions find.
We endlessly seek the unknown,
Craving the thrill of the new,
To yearn for what we hold is rare,
But one quest remains ever true.
For even when we claim it’s found,
This treasure eludes our grasp,
The eternal search for truth persists,
A journey that will ever last.
