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Every Now and Then

Does the life I live

           Seem worthy of the time

 

What’s the value of a day?

As each one comes it slips away

Is there meaning as the weeks keep tripping by?

How can these hours feel worthwhile?

As my dreams keep chasing time

Is there a way to make each moment come alive?

 

I’m sitting here as time flies by

Life is like a long train ride

Sitting still as the stations pass me by

Watching the hills pass by my eyes

All I need is by my side

Just waiting for the time that I arrive

 

Every now and then I wonder

What comes at the end of my life… as I fade

Is there something left to save?

 

Will I sense what’s waiting for me

Lying on that quiet bed?

Will a feeling of peace come over me

No matter what lies ahead?

          But that’s not yet

 

Is there some wonder in this life

Beyond all the things we try?

A joy that’s greater than the pleasures that we find?

Some secret voice or hidden sound

Some silent verse within the ground

To satisfy the longing that I have found

 

Every now and then

I get to blossom once again

Some hidden bud decides it’s time to open wide

I guess its season had arrived

Nothing had to be contrived

Just take your time and watch the garden thrive

 

Every now and then I wonder

What will be the meaning of the end?

Will it ever come again?

Or is that what we pretend

 

I’m so grateful for these days

Clear of din and free of haze

Swept the ashes from the floor to find the door

Everything that went before

Makes this life of mine worth more

 

Every now and then I see what the day is for

Every now and then I see what the day is for

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