With a light bright enough to be heaven
I hear calm voices so lovely and enchanting
Paradise is so near and full of consummation
That I often chase for the light for self relaxation
. . . A smell of one thousand roses
A view of ten million mountains
At the end of the road I see my dreams in the forecast
And at night this light guides me to bed.
Reality is, that hard work pays off. .
So Never stop searching.
