"Echos in Brail"

Hand in Hand
With the seasons and weather
A melody new
A melody forever
Stumbling for sure
But forced to move along
I pick myself up
And the tune goes on..

At least I'm singing
Singing my own song
Though sometimes, it does go wrong.

I see the sunrise
Flooding the night
With a bit of arrogance
Orange and bright
A tale it tells
Calls itself a Dream
I caress it with love
And with pride I beam..

At least I'm dreaming
Dreaming a dream wild
Though sometimes, it does misguide.

Hop and skip
A jump in my stride
In the rear-view mirror
I see a reflection by my side
I chanced upon a miracle
Hiding in a nook
Terrified as I may be
It has me on a hook..

At least I'm looking
Looking far and near
Though sometimes, it does become unclear.

Careful as I can be
Measuring day by day
In all the exhiliration
I still lose my way
Spontaneity, jest and revelry
Together, they have my back
Nothing like a moment's Moment
To get you back on track..

At least I'm making choices
Choices petty, or a choice grand
Though sometimes, it may not go as planned.