Life gets trapped in a wishing well
Wishing for things that are not
Wishing and spinning a life away
A cyclone of life erupts down into that snaking drain
Where breath seems to be so short
All things that are wished for
Take away the strength to stop
With the sinking, the water is rising
The past is soon to bear
For too much wishing without the doing
Will drown a soul in despair
Hold out a hand and scream out loud
With perhaps your last breath
Don’t take the time to analyze
Who’s there, who's not, who’s left
Just take the hand that’s strong and sure
The one that’s always by your side
Let him pull you out to life
Then stop wishing but start doing what’s right
Michael
Whisper Behind the Light
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