sorry for the ramble, i guess im back

As i walk alone
through the valley of the shadow of death
i have been told many things yet
none of that knowledge remains left inside my mind
breaking away from all i once enjoyed
to find new life
something new at all
New things found arisen from wherever miracles come from
where can i find that one thing
that makes me...me
where can i find one thing that makes the sun shine
the moon rise
the ocean recede
or the source of the wind blowing through the trees
the trumpets sound
its time to go
am i going home? or just moving to another place to be all alone
all over again the cycle repeats
just like the son rising
the moon shining
the ocean receding
the trees waving goodbye as the wind attempts to knock them down
wind the unseen force that can be calm at one moment
but destructive a second later
i dont know about you but that sounds like human nature