Oh little moth
On my swing's post
Tell me the answers where truth
lies most.
Is it in this family
that abides so near?
Or is it in the nomad's life
where truth is more clear?
How will I ever know
when duty holds me here?
Whether truth lies in responsibility
or in a wanderer's life more clear.
Then,
I heard your small voice,
you said to me,
"Be quiet, be still, for both lives are free."
Joni James 1997