What is obvious to you
Is not to me
And frankly I don't know
This has to be
That's why I won't
Do what you tell me
Because it's really not
Obvious to me

Surely the truth
Is far beyond me
Maybe I'm wrong
And words aren't free
Epiphany may come
Another day
A misunderstanding
In the way

And I don't know
What to believe
There might not be
Right ways to live
But beneath the point
It all seems
To lose oneself
Into common dreams

The day is defined
by one's mood
which determines whether
an event is deemed bad or good

Keep your shine inside
it loses its purity outside

It's enough-- enthusiasm-
not fame or heroism

Life has so many
a path
that which leads best
is to the heart

Be in alignment
with your life:
this is the best way
to do away with strife-

the bow must
the violin fit
if out of congruence
there would be no sweet music-

in one voice
love should speak
otherwise
it might break-

towards the waiting sun
the rose raises its head
in this coming-together
the greatest joy is shared

It doesn't matter
    where you set your sight
     as long as it is right