To write a rhyme it seems so easy

To write a rhyme it seems so easy,

that's nice to read and not sound cheesy.

For every thought you put on paper,

there's someone trying to make you vapor.

Vapor's good 'cause it's made of water,

your eyes can't see it but it is matter.

There's so much there your eyes can't see,

that's how they crossed the big Red Sea.

You are not your ups, you're not your downs,

that's just yourself with smiles and frowns.

For life itself is boy so precious,

it's hard sometimes staying cool and gracious.

There's not an end goal or state of mind,

but your deepest soul you got to find.

For life itself is an adventure,

with pain and ache and not just pleasure.

You are the process and not the goal,

not just your body, but heart and soul.

Next time you feel like there's no sign,

just think of this and walk the line.