when I look back on my life
I’m not sure how I survived
so many impossible waves to ride
there in the dreams of this secretlife I hide
but somehow I have come to find
that there is some purpose my soul provides
that motivates me to keep on trying
to express in words what’s found inside
part of me longs just to be
burning with Gods flame eternally
or maybe to just strain hard to see
how to understand what this life really means
and there are these moments of hope
and each day such gratitude
but I often wonder how to find a clue
in these maze of smoke and mirrors
how to just see God presence in me and you
