You stand in the middle of a clearing
you take a deep breath and you sigh
You look back at the thorns and the thistles of life
the pain is there even in your eye

You stand there and breathe the free fresh air
so deeply it penetrates
It soothes the mind, it helps the heart
the soul it revives

You look to the sides and you look ahead
you don't have to look behind
For what's back there, you know about it
ahead is where you will find it

All that you wanted in the past
all of your dreams unfulfilled
Ahead is where it all really is
the past it seems so unreal

Ahead way in the distance
you dimly see a door
It's marked and all the labels read
all you could ever hope for

So breathe while you can
because you see
Between you and that great door
more thistles, more thorns, more pain of life

But isn't it worth a little more
so pull all those muscles together
Regain all your strength and your spark
look to the proper source for strength

For you have reached the halfway mark