One's True Purpose

May 11, 2010
As cold as the winter snow
Its touch of frigid ice
Yet beautiful in every way
Its sparkles do entice

Glance upon a fire of fires
In search on thy own fate
Burning within a heart of gold
Or waiting at heaven’s gate

Summer sun of moon of night
My trust lies in your grasp
I’m seeking for your guidance
Inside you make me gasp

Obstacles may be endured
To locate our true purpose
Whether through its fire and ice
Or dominant of its surface

The breeze will lead you by the hand
To reach what you desire
But always look inside thyself
To feel life’s words inspire

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