The Sun rose for all the land,
And touched the face of rich and poor.
In this moment I felt secure,
My heart turned rock from sand.

I had opened my eyes to see from within.
Some sort of energy became to stand
That life was beautiful and meaningful,
The flowers colorful and vivid.

In each person I could see something new,
With no past references I could get through,
My heart was a hand holding a candle,
Wishing its light could glow on you.

Like rock it is as then, the heart that once was sand.