Desiderata, Is It Needed
Desiderata, Is It Needed There are days you walk around dazed and you're not very friendly. Minutes, even hours, find you lost and I know my presence confounds you. That's when you start talking in whispers. It's your way of asserting the strands of silver on your head, your Lord of the Flies dance around my campfire. Don’t let it blind you. Virtues abound in everyday heroes.