Where Did This Life More To Go

See where the birds went And where the wind sent The reason the twigs bent Hear what the words meant. I see where the birds go I don't see where the wind blow I see the twigs vow down low Amazing and fearsome I know. The picture is destructively feel To the mind is excruciating so real To the heart near or far but nil The never ending judgement ordeal. All things has place for abode I see that while I was on the road Whether inanimate or living for good We overcome life wherever we should. What this world can offer me Is a lesson to learned where would I be This life is more than what it take For goodness sake I choose to make.