Heroes

 

All the heroes, are they you and me?

He will return. The sun shines again. Bringing new hope.

The birds fly in joy.

Living each day, isn’t it heroic?

All the heroes return, somewhere.

 

All the stories have something to tell.

Each new day brings a new story. Most full of pain.

Can we move away from the pain,

And see the pure beauty hiding?

 

All the people live each day

Hoping that the new day

Will be a new birth.

Its hope that keeps us going.

 

All the songs are so melodious

Each melody has a different story

Each one tugging and touching someone.

 

And we just flow….with the breeze

Through life. Battered and beaten.

But victorious too, like each lotus that blossoms

Somehow.