Thursday, December 27, 2007

The Key

I came upon a gate one day
Outsid e an open field

And on the bars there hung a sign
Which space and time concealed
Upon the ground, beneath the dirt
I found a golden key

I looked upon the gate once more
To find what I could see

The gate which stood there, stood no more

A memory from a dream
Upon the ground I found a path
Along a silver stream

My journey followed down this path

To see what I could see

To find what I was looking for

The path to destiny

I left the seeds of happiness
And turned round with a smile

I left the seeds of sadness
And walked a lonely mile

I left the seeds of victory
And heard the sound of cheers

I left the seeds of tragedy
And wiped away my tears

I left the seeds of intellect
And pondered thru the night

I left the seeds of beauty
And saw an angel's light

When last my path had reached it's end
A vision came to me

I looked upon my gate again
Outside an open sea
There was a lock upon the gate
But now I had the key

And the sign upon the gate now read
Infinite possibility. .

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