There’s a poem on every piece of paper.
There’s a song in every guitar.
A story in every pen.
A word, an answer, in every breathe.
A life worth living in everybody.
Hiding in the corner is the truth.
Buried deep is peace.
Lying out of reach is knowledge we need to teach.
Every day is drips like dew, falls like snow.
All the answers we may never know.