Sand storms can blow my way,
I just bury my head.
Life can be unpredictable at times,
That's when reality weds.
Seek not the improbable,
As it has a way of brushing grime.
You can't run away from destiny,
As it is written in the sands of time.
The pyramids are still standing,
Will the statue of liberty last that long?
Probables are the improbables
When time becomes a song.
The wind has been there,
Before man's sweaty brow.
Time will see and not be surprised,
At what God presents in his last show.
We are not supposed to know...
Love and Light,
Lily
Love ya!
Jane
Ron