It is not because I am lost in a maze
doesn't mean I don't cling to you
like a young girl drowned in the pits of a barren land
I am filled with your zeal, nonetheless,
it's inadequate to settle the enmities of life
these are the things which made me strong
these are the things that filled my heart with endless songs
and I lift them all with you
to uphold your pride and dignity
to enrich your soul and mine
Is it really hard for us to pass through the toughest storms
and be trapped with foolish thorns?
aren't we supposed to be brave and yield for substance
in a place called home?
By: Maya Guzman Santos
Copyright © 2004- 2007
