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.