I've waited all my life for you to appear And then one day you were suddenly here And I knew for certain that all I've ever believed Was just a dream in a dream in a dream And all I've ever striven for Just a pastime keeping me occupied Healthy and productive True to the path that has led me to you. Why should I be so happy In my uncertainty, my indirection My utter lack of any goal Other than I should love you?... Do flowers need a goal to bloom? Do children need a reason to grow? Does the Earth know why it orbits the sun?... So who am I to question my destiny? Yet, my dreams are a reflection of a greater dream My work reflects greater wishes than my own And if to act and play and pretend Will more wonderfully color the world Let me be a cosmic child forever Weaving visions of beauty That all may revel and play In the complexity of your simple pattern. |
Candle In The Night: Poem #17 in Doors and Windows |
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