Our Vision

 

 

We cannot choose our destiny;

Only the means of our journey!

There is a vision, a dream,

Within each of us;

This is where our place should be.

 

 

We travel searching daily ;

Building a footpath, onward.

Each moment precious, expectant;

Waiting for us to reach out;

To give account and meet responsibility.

 

 

We are in communion,

Our fellow travellers by our side;

Their path crossing as they pass;

Their way similar; maybe not as wide,

Of experiences and activities.

 

 

We choose the route we take;

Trusting in leadership from a guide.

A journey not carefree;

A place, changing in which to hide,

That we may realize that dream, Our Vision.

 

 

Apr. 30th. 1994 © Will George.

 

Will George Poet

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