In a time not so long ago When I had no hope, Steam raising from a gleaming stream In the middle of lavish mountains so serene,
The golden water rolled into a pond And how it happened I do not know, There I stood knee deep in the waters of tomorrow I took slow steps not to disturb the calm waters there that lie
I laid at the cool waters edge motionless as if dead The water danced with the wind I wished that the splendidness would never end A gray stone in the middle of the pond, alone
Remembrance of the world, beauty all around that no one knows The sun a redder glow, leaped across the waters low The majestic trees caught the sun, and long did it seem to hold them The light could not get away, there it sat and long it stayed
A place where uplifting winds forgot No sorrow could ever be brought A shrine to us from god, the kingly trees slowly nod
Birds from the heavens drift down to drink The water gently ripples about their beaks Leaves lay at rest upon the earths breast Still and undisturbed for so long it seems to me
Only angels dance upon ground so soft Humans find beauty and then get lost The sun began to sink, and the waters slowly recede
Up a waterfall it traveled I stood and ran after but soft leaves had turned to gravel The moon began to rise, as did the less happy skies
Ran and hid did the trees, now only houses lay gathererd in front of me All beauty must sleep, and sleep it did But how I wish it would come again
In my bed I did lay long, the sounds of the forest in my head a song And as I faded from reality I caught a glimpse Of the golden stream of reverence