Another new day,As always it seems, the start is the same.I look out the window. The sky is overcast and raining,As if someone is crying, somewhere, and calling out to hear.I like the rain...but this thought saddens me.I turn on the radio...they forecast a sunny afternoon - Like a ray of hope, sunshine it is.I set off down the road...

I walk a long, long wayAnd meet a lot of people I do not know and have never known.I wait at the traffic lights.I take the tube.I travel along with a thousand and one different people... a thousand and one different thoughts.We all go in the same direction but separate at different crossings.As do our thoughts.Some people are on the way down the path of life, as others are on the way up.On a day we have planned, we move along our paths, forever changed by movements we can not foresee.