Just enough light coming through.
Am I letting it shine through me?
Under the overpass I see signs of life,
Probably not one you or I would want.
Am I just putting this thought away?
Each life that rides past me in its own vessel,
Some of them better or worse than others.
Am I judging a book by its cover?
People get so angry, sometimes so do I
At a person they will never meet.
I just cruise along in my seat,
Am I helping them get through their day?
Power lines connect us all
And give birds a place to sit before they
Launch a swirling formation.
Am I appreciating this beautiful performance?
So if we're all heading somewhere,
Different paths and destinations all,
Am I still going in the right direction?
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