In the noise of the world
how do you quiet your soul
to listen to where you belong
to what you need?
With the world whirling around you
how do you stand still
to see your path
to trust your feet?
When the world whirls and shouts to conform
how do you stand apart,
how do you go down a path less traveled?
Be silent and I will tell you,
because every life has a quiet spot,
amidst every storm there is a tree to hold on to.
And you trust your feet
when you hold the hand of another who believes
in the path you walk down
in the life you live.
You see life is loud
but you can find quiet.
Life is a storm
but there is sunshine.
And living life is a journey
but worth it.