Sound’s of calmness fades away,
humbleness departs from it’s
perimeters, vacation takes place.
Echoes of life resounds saying change
your ways. Everything got it’s own time
under the sun.
Power within wakes from the sleeping
realms powered by the creator.
Melody of the ancients rises from afar
islands, and bamboo flutes are blown by
the unknown souls descending from
high heaven’s.
The dance comes forth for the troubled
soul’s, and we will see peace and love
again in the land of the living.