I’m not quite sure from whence it came
It sure as heck was there
A sunrise or a shooting star
Or brisk October air
I was too young, I didn’t know
But things one can’t deny
And why the world knew naught of such
They said it was a lie
The world dug in, conditions reigned
With reasons to negate
And parents, teachers, preachers joined
To redirect my fate
But instinct, truth, the inner self
Or maybe Spirit Earth
They’re born within the soul itself
With vastly greater worth
While others truly spend their time
Their lives to build a dream
A dream on which to build a life
Is quite a different scheme
© Dr. Jon C. Fulfs – August 1993