Everything in life has a purpose Or has purpose become the life of everything Do we follow a path that’s been prepared for us Or do we prepare our life’s path as we travel As the sun and the rain feed the grasses and the crops So it feeds our bodies Man, nor beast, nor vegetation Can sustain nor survive without them Yet, man needs more, much more Words and actions are truly what make us grow From a morning smile to and evening kiss Actions are our rain A ‘hello’ in the morning to ‘I love you’ in the evening Words are our nourishment Combine the two elements together You will have a heart that smiles And a soul that sings
