RAISON D'ETRE

You're mamma's little girl,

Now don't say a word.

When you lips say nothing

Nothing is heard.

Still your heart cries out,

And your soul reaches far;

Your mind starts searching

For who you really are.

Don't be afraid

Of life's strange game;

Though everything changes,

It's always the same.

So climb the mountains,

Soar through the skies,

Look beneath

Every disguise.

The mystery is solved

When you find

Happiness of heart

And peace of mind.

© TAMARA PARISIO