"God has his own ways" they told me
"It happens to the best" they say
But nothing seemed to be persuasive
or help me understand
"Time will heal" the whisper floated
I tried to catch it, make it true
But emptiness became devoted to sorrow, only one I knew
As free as the wind on a stormy day
As strong as a broad oak tree
As wise as an owl who has his say
You paved your path to me
I cherish every bit of silence
Through which I hear your voice
Absorbing wisdom of the guidance
The possibilities of choice
As free as the wind on a stormy day
As strong as a broad oak tree
As wise as an owl who has his say
You paved your path to me
As quiet as a desert on a summer night with a dark and endless sky
As bright as a star with its sparkling light and a smile to say goodbye
As free as the wind on a stormy day
As strong as a broad oak tree
As wise as an owl who has his say
You paved your path to me
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