Why Do You…
*You are the source, the place to start.*
Why do you look for love outside, When your own heart holds so much pride?
Why do you hold on, to things that have passed, When life's like a river, ever flowing fast? Why do you seek isolation, When love is a seed, waiting to be sown?
Why do you doubt the path you tread, When every step brings you ahead?
Why do you worry, when the sun dips low, Knowing tomorrow, a new day will grow?
