Are there thoughts that wander like radiant stars
Becoming clear voices, in our memories
Can we be misled and know not who we are
By these planted seeds

Do they linger on in our souls as if they do belong
Leaving visions of our former stories
There buried deep inside our whole lifelong
Awaiting memory’s glory

Will the tender veil be lifted from our own sight
As we look upon a confusing maze
When these thoughts wander into our night
Speaking into memories haze

Where lies our destiny, the crowning of our years
If these thoughts return as they may
Is our future once again the past brought near
To be repeated in our today