The Quest
So many directions, too many choices
I’m stuck in a maze, on a quest for strength
Turning right, turning left, don’t know where to go
Looking around, amazed by opportunity
I stumble upon questions, trying to find answers
Alone in the cold heart of the world
Passers by wish to help but it’s my quest
My quest alone, my quest for strength
At the end of the road my destination
Will appear to me as if it has been
Looking for me too but it will turn and run
When it sees what it has to deal with; me
I’m stuck in a maze, on a quest for strength
Turning right, turning left, don’t know where to go
Looking around, amazed by opportunity
I stumble upon questions, trying to find answers
Alone in the cold heart of the world
Passers by wish to help but it’s my quest
My quest alone, my quest for strength
At the end of the road my destination
Will appear to me as if it has been
Looking for me too but it will turn and run
When it sees what it has to deal with; me
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Green Tea: | Maandag, augustus 11, 2003 14:12 |
| Hi , I guess it won't turn and run away , because it is your destiny , only yours! Go , surch and find , but don't be afraid when it takes you an entire lifetime , it is the road you will have to walk that makes life interesting. Go and enjoy...life! With love , Green Tea. |
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| Auteur: T. | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 augustus 2003 | ||
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