There's a place Where even the searching sea Finds a peaceful shore upon which to rest. Where the fierce winds pause in stillness To mull over a lifetime of force and strength. Where a rolling stone Weakened from it's weary journey, Ceases its steady pace, then nestles Beneath a swollen bank. Where even a wandering soul Finds a broken heart in which Love is asked to stay. Where once null, the promises At the end of the rainbow Fill their pot of gold for forever. When at last... Even life must find a place Where all the dreams once wished will find a smile upon which to plant their final kiss. © 1997 - Gloria Jean |