REACHING OUT
When reaching out you soon find yourself searching farther down or seeking that once glossy crown
Why start second guessing something that was clearly missed,waiting patiently for that puzzle train to come by again
Finding inner power often not needed until we are lower,open question can we survive any suffering alone
If needing a guiding light when the streets are not quite so bright, will we know to seek help at the helm
To often stuck never noticing the rut,harder to recognize from the inside if we're in that zone
Glass half full but floating in an open pool being drawn out by the tide ,quickly time passes almost overwhelm
Goodbye mister bluebird voices floating in the air, come again when the day is fair,your voice helping me to regain my own tone
Clouds quickly breaking, bright beams flowing in everywhere,reaching out to others do we dare,will they be the quickest to condemn
So many fallen before, life moves so fast, too quickly become her *****,certain events we can no longer postpone
Clouds quickly breaking bright beams flowing in everywhere,reaching out to others do we dare,most of life is gone before we know it, so much of the world that is never seen
Left alone Like a sapling bending in the wind R.C.
Usually by the time someone needs help it is to late,we hear all the time to be there for someone ,but that works both ways ,or what if they are not a willing recipient . Thank you for reading ,your thoughts are helpful. Rick