As he gazed upon the sky and seen the figures in the cloud drift and go,
He came to realize it's the same in this world.
The faces that exchange the many emotions by simply looking into the soul's window,
Everything can be said by a simple glance but never told.
As he kept walking, set destination was out of the picture.
Just walking along the paved path or creating his own.
Observing the beauty and lending a hand, that's for sure.
Doing his best to help but sometimes only receiving an angry tone.
Reward was not needed, tis only in his nature.
A kind hearted man spreading what he only wishes to receive.
But life brings pains and those whom can deceive.
He simply looks to the sky, closes his eyes and enjoy the breeze.
Enhales deep and releases, he breathes.
He is alive.
I'm alive.