You cannot guess
I prance around -
No I dance, I explode!
With every step, there is life.
Full of Joy!
You could attempt to assume,
Try and guess,
The secrete to my incessant joy.
Perhaps I am oblivious to the world and its trappings.
Perhaps I am a fool,
A fool who has chosen a simple life,
One that is, for me, Good.
Without a visible source,
I walk to my own beat,
At times, a symphony;
Music that rises and falls with every revelation of the day,
I step outside to a world of colour
of sight and sound.
without my backtrack, I could never appreciate
The wonder and simplicity
That is life.
I prance around -
No I dance, I explode!
With every step, there is life.
Full of Joy!
You could attempt to assume,
Try and guess,
The secrete to my incessant joy.
Perhaps I am oblivious to the world and its trappings.
Perhaps I am a fool,
A fool who has chosen a simple life,
One that is, for me, Good.
Without a visible source,
I walk to my own beat,
At times, a symphony;
Music that rises and falls with every revelation of the day,
I step outside to a world of colour
of sight and sound.
without my backtrack, I could never appreciate
The wonder and simplicity
That is life.
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