The moon is falling, the sun is calling, Singing of the break of day...The Stars are shining, the Clouds are crying, weeping out wind and rain...The world is moving, but are we improving, for what we are is not what we say.
The Earth is turning, and the Soul is yearning, to speak what only hearts can say.
Wind and Rain, sorrow and pain, they are of an equal kinds... But if Rain is tears, and Sorrow is fears, then what will the Spirit unwind? For we are wrapped up merrily, in all the things we say, But how can the heart bare it, to lie and lie this way? I Went to seek Answers, and yet all I found were Questions.
Hope for the world, becuase no one else will. Take action to stop injustice, less it is allowed to continue. Seek God's will in all things, and never be afraid to speak to him. These are the words spoken by the heart, written by the soul, and dictated by God.
Zarn.