A wave of sadness,
Crashing like a great tsunami,
Smothering the fire of ecstasy,
Drenching the towers of hope,
Flooding the meadows of courage,
Demolishing the forest of pride,
But one thing stands tall, just one,
It’s love, love will not crumble.

Oh, of the powers acting onto our world,
There exist seven powers, those which are stronger,
Much more dominate than the others,
These seven powers, they live with us, affect us,
Fear them, understand them, embrace them.

Oh the sea, the first of the greatest powers,
The sea, destroyer of sediment, home of many,
The sea is to be loved, worshipped,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the sea, understand the sea, embrace the sea.

Oh the wind, the second of the greatest powers,
The wind, vanquisher of creation, realm of none,
The wind is to be relished, awed,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the wind, understand the wind, embrace the wind.

Oh the earth, the third of the greatest powers,
The earth, demolisher of itself, domain of many,
The earth is to be valued, appreciated,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the earth, understand the earth, embrace the earth.

Oh the fire, the fourth of the greatest powers,
The fire, conqueror of vegetation, province of none,
The fire is to be respected, coveted,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the fire, understand the fire, embrace the fire.

Oh the nature, the fifth of the greatest powers,
The nature, defeater of construction, territory of many,
The nature is to be cared for, protected,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the nature, understand the nature, embrace the nature.

Oh the dark, the sixth of the greatest powers,
The dark, dominator of hope, dominion of none,
The darkness is to be dreaded, envied,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the dark, understand the dark, embrace the dark.

Oh the light, the last of the greatest powers,
The light, subjugator of despair, provider of many,
The light is to be cherished, revered,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the light, understand the light, embrace the light.

There exists an opening, a portal,
A portal of the future, hidden somewhere,
Hidden somewhere deep in the world,
The world in which we live,
We live to find that portal,
That portal will take us on a journey,
A journey to our futures,
Our futures which we aspire to learn,
To learn our fate,
Our fate for which we strive,
We strive for love and peace,
Love and peace is our lives,
Our lives in which we choose,
We choose the path,
The path for greatest success.

A grassy field, blowing in the breeze,
A peace surrounds, entirely at ease,
A deer stands guard, basking in the heat,
Unnecessary, trouble it won’t meet.

Years pass.

A nice corn field, blowing in the breeze,
A distant house, shelter under lease,
A cattle herd, grazing in the field,
Hay barrels lay, rising like a shield.

Years pass.

An asphalt road, blowing in the breeze,
A near city, old ways had to cease,
A few cars pass, bullets to the past,
Lights gleam nearby, piercing the field’s cast.

Years pass.

A barren land, blowing in the breeze,
A tumbleweed, bouncing across the freeze,
A netherworld, being void of life,
Only darkness, result of time’s strife.

Years pass.

Look outside, do it now,
You see the trees swaying in the wind,
The clouds peacefully drifting across the sky,
Flowers are erected in a nearby garden,
Possibly a creek, water running happily through it.

But look farther, you will see smoke,
The smoke that symbolizes the end,
Below the smoke is a building of brick,
A cone shaped tower is erected on top,
Releasing that smoke, releasing the end.

Think of all these things,
The trees, the wind, the clouds, the sky,
The flowers, the gardens, the creeks, the water,
Imagine it gone, completely obliterated,
Forever, never to return.

That is our future, should we so choose,
Destroying our own world, smashing it to pieces,
Nature will die, and it won’t be reborn,
So go ahead, continue human’s practice,
Wallow in the consequences.

Look now, into the great light,
Isn’t it entrancing?
One could be ruled by that light,
Commanded, directed, controlled,
But it doesn’t want control,
It only wants to exist,
Exist, may we let it,
For without it, life is nothing,
Without light, time has no meaning,
Without light, there is nothing,
Look into the great light, and tell me,
What do you see?

O, Preacher of Judgment,
Won’t you confide in me,
The ways in which judgment will befall?
O, Preacher of Judgment,
Tell me the secret.

Will I be condemned to a heaven,
Where I will find angels and spirit?
Where I will find loneliness and despair?
O, Preacher of Judgment,
Tell me the secret.

Will I be banished to a hell,
Where I will find torture and pain?
Where I will find friendship and a common enemy?
O, Preacher of Judgment,
Tell me the secret.

O, Preacher of Judgment,
Won’t you confide in me,
What I should aim for?
O, Preacher of Judgment,
Tell me the secret.