I love to say thank you,
I love to say sorry,
I love to say well done,
I love to say you look good,
I love to say please,
I love to say you are forgiving,
I love to show gratitude,
I love to say never give up,
I love to say you are beautiful,
When I say all of these words,
My soul delights in them,
My heart is made merry,
My path is lighted,
My life skips all that never pleases,
Because I love to love,
And I love to say I love you,
Because that is all we need,
Like the butterfly,
Love is a beautiful thing.

My dreams leave off all that hurts
In all my thoughts;
It is great to see thy love in me,
My innumerable benignities with which thou smiles on me.
In the dreams I dream,
I am the image of that True one,
With all seeing eyes,
Thy love alone is sweeter than all that is sweet,
Speak thou not about pains, and miseries;
Worries, and hurts,
The love of the ancient one is stronger than them all,
Till the morning light fleets,
And the darkness vanished,
In my very tune,
My words takes wing in songs from every birds on the tree,
Indeed I am the image of God,
My eyes has seen thy beauty,
My heart is made merry,
My soul skips all that the world knows,
With all her lying wonders,
Pains, miseries,
Worries, and hurt,
Tis the power of God,
It is pure and brave,
A pathway to all that is beautiful,
My soul is jubilant,
For God and all he made,
The world is not left behind.

We are all different people,
Different individuals,
Even though we are brothers,
Even though we're sisters,
We all have our separate parts,
Definite roles that defines us,
When I fall, you raise me up,
When you fall I raise you up,
That is what defines us,
That is what life is all about.

I am me, you are you,
A beautiful world will surround us,
If we both agree,
Though the sea may roar,
The raging wave will toss about,
Again and again the storm will rise,
So hard they may hit us,
But if we both agree,
Gaze at same point,
We can sail beyond the reefs.

I have a vision and a mission,
An afterglow of something amazing,
Boom, life is a tour,
Like the love of my life,
Her beauty and smiles can’t be hidden,
So is the dream,
So is the call.

You alter my bohemian rhapsody,
My vision and mission,
The grace of God to me,
The manna that I feed to the hungry,
The peace I share to the shattered soul,
A hope that frees even the captive,
I live, yet not I,
But He, the giver of life in me.

The vision is clear,
And the mission simple,
The ancient path of truth,
To share to the soul oppressed,
A burning flame,
That ascends to the skies up above,
A light that expels,
Even the thickest of darkness,
I am that noble man,
On a mission and vision,
Of hope, and to scatter smiles abroad.

As the day light streaks across his window,
A present reality is revealed,
Life strong challenges,
That reveals her limitations,
He took a walk down town,
Like before when all things tempt.

No more is he charmed,
The old old glory is fading away,
Like beauty of that young damsel,
In her early prime,
When nature knocks at the door,
The sparkling smiles and shining skin,
All is history,
Age, wrinkles has come to stay,
Until life is bid farewell.

But until his last breath,
In his heart proposed he never to fear,
Though life itself is a mess,
Not always what it seems,
If he could foresee the future,
Maybe he should have been happy.

Knowledge is deceitful,
Like the chameleon,
The wise sometimes fails,
Amid the struggles of man,
He chose to brood on hope and not fear,
He no more turn in and brood,
On life bitter mystery.

Though mankind has failed,
The door of mercy is never shut,
Could we turn aside and seek for Him,
He whose name is true,
Full of life and light,
Perhaps the miseries of man shall cease,
And their inequities pardoned.

Many though may feel uneasy,
Deep down their hearts,
There is no such a belief on God,
Does it matter?
His heart is certain,
Whether or not they believe,
There is one up above,
The supreme being of the universe,
The cure to all mankind's miseries,
And all the pains that plunged her to mourn.

Lovely flocks of angels dancing on my head,
I woke dizzy and as though I am dead,
The sounds repeating from a distance,
Marching band of lovely angels,
In the realm where music originated,
Like the sounds of many waters,
Its music so soothing and so pleasant to soul,
I love paradise, the eternal hope of the soul oppressed,
A considerable future where there will be no more unhappy years,
For many just like the sand besides the sea,
There will be pebbles like pears in the eyes,
And like emerald pebbles in isles of paradise,
My greatest dream for today and beyond,
The foreseeable future of better tomorrow,
A wonderful land of soothing music,
My soul delights in them all,
With thousand voices shouting and singing for joy,
Music is all they know,
Even in the world eternal,
The ancient path shall I tread,
There is no enemy in sound,
There is no quarrel in praise,
Music is all I know,
With their wings folded,
In adore to him seated on the throne,
I woke up in awe,
And a shout I issued,
Paradise, paradise is all I long to see.

Like a faded dream,
Fleeting away from a little child,
So swiftly like when the eagle soars so high in the air,
That soothing feelings of living free,
Was long gone, like a labour pain,
When the child is born.

He was hurt, not of physical pain,
His days were restless,
And his night calm,
Until morning when the darkness disappeared,
And the present day reality unfolds,
Like when the groom unveils his bride.

The time of the future is nigh,
Weather they believe it or not,
The words are true,
The legend is faithful,
The present reality, so unpleasant,
Many have wished a better place,
The now is so ugly,
Her dreams far fetched.

Who can live free on a ruined world?
Full of miseries, pains and sorrow,
The good, the bad,
The rich, the poor,
Who hasn't cry?
The end is nigh,
In the mid air he shall appear.

He, the cure of all evil,
Perhaps the end of all that's sin,
Liberation of the weak,
From the mighty one of the earth,
His mind is certain,
In the name of all that is True,
He came, he lived, he died,
He rosed, he ascended,
He will come again,
That alone is a perfect dream.