Good Life


Walking with you, through life's troubles,

Troubling you with inner thoughts,

Keeping weariness abated

While you rest from battles fought,

Till you find that inner sanctum,

Knowing exactly where truth lies,

Helping others on their journeys

Seeing life with clear true eyes.

Sometimes waxing, sometimes waning

Never dormant for too long,

Gently raising from the ashes,

Like some half forgotten song,

Once decided, Fixed and fearless.

Like iron train, upon the rails,

Never veering, steely steering,

Along the tracks of all life’s tails.