Vistas

Where you'll go or what you'll do
It's in the stars, you see
In the vast expanse of space
To learn just what you'll be
And when sunlight shines so bright
Against your silken hair
Distant horns will sound the call
As vistas will open there
Smile the smile you smile so well
And take a step in time
To the future you will choose
Whichever you have in mind
 

         
     1806  -  29 Jan 2002

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