Why


Who knows why the wind blows
Or why the swallow sings
Who knows why hearts break
Or why does sorrow sting
And tho the road is long
We travel it to and fro
For stubborn souls that guide us
O’er stumbling blocks and stones
We know not why and yet
Onwards we journey still
Through paths unseen towards a light
That beckons like the wind.

x. ginadamarleyphillip

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