We look through different windows
As we gaze out on the world
Although we aim to be objective
It’s all a matter of perspective
Some see a future,bright and sunny
A land of plenty,milk and honey
While others dread the coming day
Of unkind words and bills to pay


The wind cannot be ordered
But sails can be adjusted
The fault may not lie in the view
Perhaps the remedy rests in you

Lines nine and ten adapted from
From an Indian proverb