We are all living lives of uncertainty
Lives of surprise and pure originality
But we think we know otherwise and get bored with monotony
When we don't realize that we are just one small choice away from spontaneity
Same old days with the same old things
Not seeing we are the one weaving the strings
Until one day we sit scratching our head
Wondering life can't be just this but instead
Days where laughter is behind every turn
And every moment is a lesson to learn
That dreams are just as real as the paychecks we are expecting to receive
And nothing more is required to make them come true but simply to believe
It is not that we are unaware of all this
Walking from breakfast table to bedroom in ignorant bliss
But that somewhere along the way merely we had forgotten
Likely when we were no longer children and adulthood was not quite gotten
Life is beautiful they say, brilliant and divine
And we ask how did you learn this, where did you cross that line
You had it all along, inside and waiting they'd say
Then suddenly we realize it is our own voice answering while we pray
We stop scratching our heads, open our eyes, and smile real wide
It is a beautiful life with nothing in our way for we have greatness living inside
-B.C.
