for whom do the galaxies spin
why are ancient melodies lost in space
for whom does a bird spread its wings
what is it what is being thought by us
why can we not know things for sure
why play with creation as if a toy
and what can we do to truly serve
nobody today knows about tomorrow
what will come to pass when we plant seeds
what seed will rise and what seed will fall
not every seed can grow tall
why is there such a secrecy
what does it take to be open
why not just request a frank word
an then let things go as they must
Please let me know!
(pic by Mara)
No matter where we go the path is always right - Just this ancient ever new love.
