Site icon No Talent for Certainty

The Song of Will Set Free

The sun, the moon, the rain,
The crowded path of pain,
The storm before the still,
The fun we have until the bill —-

The measure and the mind,
The values left behind,
The feathers and the quilt,
The troubled thrills that start the guilt —-

The song of will set free,
The end of apathy,
To face, embrace the trite:
That one more chance to do things right

Exit mobile version