Oh what an orchestral world,
Standing here in the midst,
In the world.
A exercise of being,
Of living.
Total wonderment of being,
How I’m here.
The people met,
The places seen,
Experiences had.
How in the world,
Do I feel, like I belong,
With my friends,
Total homeliness,
To have met such brilliant faces.
The world made bright by my touch,
Having found my way out,
Out of the dark abyss,
And into the light.
Into the light,
I had long clamoured for.
Never believing I would seen.
Standing on the cliff-face,
Staring off into the setting sun,
Tear running down my cheek.
“I have made it”.
I have found.
The orchestral world around me,
The sights of beauty,
The sounds of life,|
Feelings of being.
I have found.
This orchestral world.
