Seeing the light of day
Is often missed
For one cannot always
Hear the music.
Obsessed with absorption
Absorbed with obsession
Isolated from the world
Losing all hope.
The light fades quickly in the winter
But do not be mistaken
It does not hide
Only our nature thinks so.
Do not feel shame
Be gentle and kind
A stranger could be
An angel from Heaven.
Open your eyes
Smell the fresh air
You are alive
Full of potential.
The hardest thing to do is change
With fear and uncertainty arising
A blind man cannot
See the light.
