I stand again at a threshold - looking out at the mystery of what's to come.
I see the shadow of things that I want to come to pass.
I will focus on them, work toward them, reach out to them -
these plans for Peace and Happiness.
But in this place where high and low define each other,
I know that truth has its subtleties.
Some say Peace and Happiness is a choice in the journey -
a hard choice at times, when there is nothing but rocks beneath your bare feet
and the cold rain coming down.
We are part of a world that goes its own way
even as we go ours -
inextricably entwined but somehow divinely separate.
For the destination is shared by everyone
but the destiny remains unique.
Peace and Happiness - you're there waiting to be discovered, aren't you.
I see the shadow of things that I want to come to pass.
I will focus on them, work toward them, reach out to them -
these plans for Peace and Happiness.
But in this place where high and low define each other,
I know that truth has its subtleties.
Some say Peace and Happiness is a choice in the journey -
a hard choice at times, when there is nothing but rocks beneath your bare feet
and the cold rain coming down.
We are part of a world that goes its own way
even as we go ours -
inextricably entwined but somehow divinely separate.
For the destination is shared by everyone
but the destiny remains unique.
Peace and Happiness - you're there waiting to be discovered, aren't you.
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