Every single person is a gift.
Beautiful spirits, we float.
We glide this earth strident,
And hope for the right being
To open us up. Some may stray
While waiting. Some find it fast,
And hold on for dear life;
Life becoming dear the moment
Of meeting. Whatever the harbor,
Love abounds. It does not discriminate.
It presents itself to all.
So keep eyes open. Do not hold back.
Instinct is love's implicit act.
Oh, you'll find that sweet ease and release. You were young once. You
Dreamed of all this so. Sometimes it
Takes a while. You can't make that plan,
How are you to know? Just let it glide
On down to you sweet and easy.
That's the way it's going to come.
Trust in this and not much more.
The meaning is less complicated
Than all you've been searching for.