My voice rings clear and bright

My soul filled with emotion

I marvel at every sight

Learning more and more

I hope that others see my greatness

Inspiring them to also go forward

I know naught but happiness

Yet unstained by vice

Among the flowers in this field

I notice but one blossom

By whose sight my wounds are healed

I am entranced and obsessed

I cross time’s bridge resolute

In search of that heart to make mine

And at journey’s end, it bears fruit

I stand humbled by life’s travails