We, The Living
The mists of sound
wash over our verdant fields
tempting the heart of humanity
to join the song of creation
The sun of time
filling our days with light
casting shadows that lead
to beauty’s intricate design
The winds of change
seep into our fertile minds
coloring our world with spontaneity
to show love’s portrait
The streams of faith
nourish the seeds of contentment
flowing through our veins
inspire truth’s divinity
– Propagated by faith’s strength
– Encouraged by change’s constancy
– Taught by time’s duration
– Entranced by sound’s mystic calling
II
We, the living
– forever bound to feel
call out to love
for humanity’s growth
will surely endure
We, the living
– listlessly tempted to look
seek out life’s meaning
for the world of men
cannot tell us
We, the living
– eternally hope to taste
the bitter pangs of love
through the sweet circumstances
that perpetuates earth’s life
We, the living
– restlessly seek to hear
the celestial songs that call
life through the lover’s ear
to utter the unsayable truth
We, the living
– forever bound to smell
the fragrance of growing life
through each inhale of the firmament
imbuing life with holy scents new
III
Estranged by desire’s change
Educated by lessons’ time
Seduced by Melody’s sound
Lead by self’s faith
– Limiting the limitless ocean
blinds the seekers vision
failing eternity, life grasps towards
humanity’s heart of faith
– Signaling for life’s passage
delineates the progressions
giving in to the fierce calls of death
allows the mystic to sing the song of creation
– Marking tallies upon the wall
as the tides of life flow onward
humanity seeks always to see
the rising sun of times eternal
Going always into fertile fields
grows the patience we seek to gain
through life constant fluctuations
we, the living fly with the winds of change
