i need something to feed my soul
dreams, ambitions, quiet moments at twilight
even the delicate caress of a lover might do
i find so much uncertainty around me
failing to realize that the only way to move through it is to trust myself
to have faith that i will do the right thing
to be certain that this life was preordained
that each act of kindness must not go unrequited
so, it will be the cheeriness of a greeting with a stranger today,
or the smallest of triumphs tomorrow,
but my soul shall be nourished
so that it may, in turn, nourish others
