The Shelter

All those moments you're waiting for,
Will never come,
Unless you are one in a million,
And then only once,

And while you're waiting there are many more,
That you could never have foretold,
And that you will probably miss as you search,
For what will destroy you more.

And not to mention the horizon,
Of possibility,
That is always open to you,
If you open your eyes to see.

And it's alright,
You can live your whole life never in the know,
And not know what you're missing.
That's how most lives go.