When the world says you can't
And chances do seem slim
Don't listen to their chant
Their view is much too dim

When your spirit

Searching for Atlantis

The wind is in the east;
rain lashing down
and you’re on my mind again.
Rainy afternoons
were always

There's a place inside each one of us
where all outcomes are born
a fertile patch much like the earth
that turns seeds into

A student I was not

Notoriety I did not know,

Yet, I kept going!

Through weary eyes I saw

How things could be,

Inspired by love

Not

The sun rises on a new day

A day full of endless possibilities

Rain, or shine

The day is what you make it.

Anything is possible.

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