How did I get so far away
From things important yesterday?
Ideals once bound in clarity
Now loosed into obscurity.
The path, which path is good to go?
Can you tell me?
I really don’t know.

A plane hurtles through the sky.
Fire-fly lights passing by.
Going where?
I don’t know.
Going where I don’t care to go.

Contentment isn’t flying high
Or buzzing down a busy street.
Contentment is the place you find
Where heart and spirit meet.