Gems of desires shinning so bright
Running a race in the wide-stretched mind sky
It might seem an impossible task to pluck them from above, but my heart sings a different song
Trust not the reality of the sight, but the feelings that are hidden deep within one’s own mind
song
It’s what you have that counts
I didn’t have a pen, so I used a stick to write
I didn’t have a paper, so I wrote on the mud
I didn’t have a toy to play, so I added wheels to a matchbox
I didn’t have a phone, so I pretended to talk over a toy phone instead
I didn’t have a canvas, so I used the sky to paint with my eyes closed
I didn’t have friends to talk, so I spoke to birds, trees and sometimes walls
I didn’t have a melodious voice, so I sang along with a cassette playing
I didn’t have money, so I worked hard day and night to have an account balance
I didn’t find peace in me, so I lit a candle in a church
I didn’t have a smile on my face, so I looked at flowers
I didn’t have an encouraging and supporting father, so I rested all my responsibility on my Heavenly Father
I didn’t have an advising companion, so I called for the guidance of guardian angels
In life I found that I sometimes didn’t have the things that I wanted, so I did whatever I could with whatever I did have
Finally it’s what you have that counts, keeping a bigger perspective in mind
