the ride home tonight from work
man, my mind was racing
so many people coming in looking for happiness
we are all looking for happiness
i saw a guy standing on the town square under a street lamp
we made eye contact as I drove slowly by
he told me something,
but i can't put it into words,
i wonder what i told him
the longer we live on this earth
the more we make eye contact with strangers
the more we look to see if they feel like we do,
do they wonder like we do?
we like to think we know it all,
but really, we don't,
we live by faith in what we are hoping for,
this is why the cross was a real piece of wood
with real nails
real splinters
nothing else really burns deeper than this,
not really.
wkm
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