Do I believe in endless summers,
Beaches stretching forever, seamless and gold?
Quiet nights under skies clustered with diamonds
Searching for that perfect soul?
Do I believe in whispered words and holding hands,
Of love's perfection, of THAT spark?
Am I a child of the light, yearning for another
But finding I live my life forever in the dark?
Take from life what you want, they say
Fold life like paper cranes into the shape you choose
Seize the moment; hold it tightly
If you don't play, you neither win nor lose
Yet, when the flame beckons, but wavers
And shadows, more substance than absence of light
Make me want to bury my face in my hands and weep
How do I know which choice for me... is right?