Every Drop Of Rain!

i am too old (and stubborn) to change direction now! my feet, though tired and weary, have walked this path for years. my battles have left me stripped of the things i didnt need.... of the things that had hold of me, the things that had no value... knowing that i know no more than what i have felt and seen. knowing that i know no less than who i've touched, where i've been... eyes grown dim still fixed, on that light on a faraway hill. hands and heart steady open, giving as fast as i receive.... with gratitude for each moment, passionate hunger that never fades... i'd say farewell but i'm not leaving, i'll remain as long as the wind, in every dropp of rain!