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Jose Antonio
The Lit Path
Entangling vines of lies must be cut
Weeds of despair and worry rid of
If there were only a light so hot and bright
One that would dissipate all deception
Even the heat of that of a sun spot
Consumed, my loneliness will be
Is there not one who would show the way?
Is there not a path that is lit with happiness?
There is a road that leads to paradise
A sun-lit lane filled with excitement and joy
It is not the destination that paves the way
But the journey's thrills that motivate the soul
Though the destination may be all that we dream of
It is the keeper that fills all that search
Yes, the path is dangerous
But don't we all crave that high?
Why do we run from the way that we know is right?
Here, the vines are cut
Here, the weeds are rid of
Weeds of despair and worry rid of
If there were only a light so hot and bright
One that would dissipate all deception
Even the heat of that of a sun spot
Consumed, my loneliness will be
Is there not one who would show the way?
Is there not a path that is lit with happiness?
There is a road that leads to paradise
A sun-lit lane filled with excitement and joy
It is not the destination that paves the way
But the journey's thrills that motivate the soul
Though the destination may be all that we dream of
It is the keeper that fills all that search
Yes, the path is dangerous
But don't we all crave that high?
Why do we run from the way that we know is right?
Here, the vines are cut
Here, the weeds are rid of
If only you search, then you will find.
Author: Jose Henson
Thursday, November 6, 2008
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