Quietly watching without intrusion
I observe from afar
Seeking plans and reasons
Through keen intuition
My eyes filled with visions
Far in the mist, but crisp and clear
Though what lies before me is often dim

Tradition; expendable
Blind acceptance;

Quietly watching without intrusion
I observe from afar
Seeking plans and reasons
Through keen intuition
My eyes filled with visions
Far in the mist, but crisp and clear
Though what lies before me is often dim

Tradition; expendable
Blind acceptance; pure rashness
I test each belief that comes my way
Searching for those of efficiency
Feeble- minded ideas shall be tossed furnace

Arranging my world in organized systems
I endlessly sort
Till my dream emerges
A fledgling plan

In these careful formulations
I place my trust.
I flap my strong wings
And soar into action

With total confidence
Persevering with each goal
Till I reach its completion

Flapping visions take flight
Rising above the gusty winds