I watch tears of joy from yet another lost soul
in life get back on the right path.
No one could have counted the many times I wrote hope
for those in need, endless would be the math.
Search deep in the eyes for the hurt I did, listen
to the words in the voices kept my pen busy.
Perhaps being alone in my mind reminds me
of sailing away, looking for purpose in life to be easy.
Inside, my heart’s eye seeks no one, they
come to me by fate of life that follows me.
Recall what people said to me, human angel I am. If you listen close, soft flutter of feathers bring light to the eyes of those who believe this can be.
As one passes on, come to me some do; I feel
to remind their loved ones, watch and wait they will do.
Time is funny when it comes to love; now, forever,
or maybe yet to come, how do you have time to be a fool?
I will always see the power of love an adventure in life,
so write to the heart and mind as one has been a great need.
Only being me took so long to find. The strength of hope
was always in you, I’m just helping grow the seed.
Now this word I wrote that my fans have given to me, I give this
to them, writing to lost souls is now my life’s deed.
