is it the rustling of the leaves as they're moved around by gentle breezes that intriques me or, is it the warmth of the sun that radiates from the ONE who gave me life is it? is it the cool, refreshing rains that soak...ease my pains as i slow dance through chance after chance at happiness that intriques me or, is it the soft glow of the moon light on a warm, summer's night as the lapping of the waves sing to me is it? when the morning sun shines casting visions of tomorrow ...images of yesterday as it travel across a sky...divine 'til setting on the western most precipice beyond where i sit or stand and night begins when day gives way to stars and moon and yet another day and rivers of life feeds fast flowing tears as it counts the days the months the years of the journey we all must travel each day as the sun hides beyond so the moon and stars can play is it. is it money the almighty cheddar the power to make dreams mo’ betta come on, yo' is that your dream is that what you think is you? is it? is it a constant dream of a future paved with glitter and fame not in HIS name but for selfish gain i've looked into the eyes of she who GOD gave to me they spoke of joy and happiness and told of wonders they could see they painted breath-taking portraits of all the things we're meant to do she smiled a beautiful smile that said the words she spoke were true i know the many doubts that come to mind "my faith isn't strong enough" "i don't have the time" just brush that old self out of your ear PRAY for HIS strength that HIS words you will hear hope that tomorrow will bring enlightenment to you that we might imitate the Son yeal, that's what we must do is it the oxygen we breathe that come from leaves that intriques me or is it that man in his destruction of the land is on a self-defeating course 'cause he doesn't understand is that what intriques me? hmmm.