The Goal is the Path by butterflyzrfree ...and the path is the goal. The goal is the path and the path is the goal the goal is the path and the path is the now. Oh Danny boy, as you softly tread above me I will sleep in peace and wait until you join me the Joie de Vivre begins... now! in all those moments which are now like now and now and now. have you found it? Danny Boy? In the spring, when the flowers are blooming? in summer, when the sheep will be tended, fed, and sold? In the fall the flowers will be dying and if you are in that now then now is when you will sing or laugh or dance or cry. It is as it is. It goes where it goes. It does what it does. And in the winter, when all the snows cover the lands, and DannyBoy's true love is dead, that is the now. When I die I wish for a party I wish for everyone to gather and celebrate the joie de vivre of my new life the crying baby of my new now. The goal is the path and the path is the goal the goal is the path and the path is the goal the goal is the path and the path is the now. You are there and exactly where you are supposed to be Added to GotPoetry.com ( http://www.gotpoetry.com ) on 20-Nov-2011