This cup of life has not fulfilled,
My every longing quest to live,
Nor, has the tempest of the sea,
So drowned a sorrow and aching soul.

It seemed that when a life began,
The endless possibilities reigned,
With all the moments given to me,
To build some sort of life, you see.

But it was such a challenge, yes,
To predetermine the course to follow,
Yet, try so desperately little man,
To find a place where I belonged.

To reinvent what's lost in time,
Almost an event so impossible,though,
I struggled here and there to be,
More than what God had given freely.

Then morning comes one day you see,
That all emcompassing time is passed,
When we sit back to examine the road,
To how we arrived so quickly here.

But beats a heart with a directive to live,
Pounds ever hard to save what is left,
We look to the future with earnest means,
To be more than than the sum of me.