Call me a fool but I can justify my motive One day so thoughtfully I watched the tides a-rolling Our aspirations as to life ran fast before me Envisage our kind as though they were rivers overflowing Conceived of the rainfall so we toil to seek direction Nurtures the ripplings that will guide a life's duration Thus as the flow endures the rapids try to daunt us Don't be dismayed by those who mock their own reflections When your tides of progression are damned or misgiven Hence led far astray from your own vocation And the voice in your head is of foreign desiring And your eyes bear the blindfold, dirty waters engulfing We cast our eyes where all shall realize To oceans wide go rivers overflowing When usual flow of your intent is low in motion The rains of hope shall yield the waters of your notions And in these treasured moments you emerge to the surface From the depths of the deepest to the cheers of the cherished And the banks as they widen to mould the horizon So your eyes shed the blindfold as your knowing is broadened