When we write the doom
Stars that zoom
The child in me
My life, was gloom

As life did grow
Was stuck in know
To write the rhymes
My life ,I show

And now, I’m tall
No curling ball
I’d write my lines
My life, MY rhyme

There’s days when rain will fall
Hiding through, waters storm
Puddles so deep within
Bittersweet the storm calls

There’s days when sun will say
Rise the light of rays
In every man changing turns
Shines the redness burns

There’s days when both will be
Colours of the highest gleam
Across the calling wakes
Beauty above, never forsake

We think to the unconscious mind
Without the stars that shine
Searching inside my eyes wide
We think of the conscious time

We listen to the body that speaks
Without the world grow seeds
Listening outside deep breath
We think to the stillness of death

We stop to the foot that sores
Shooting alive forever more
Holding the vibration of rays
We think to the journey at bay

Life of searching right from wrong
Chorus repeats, mind song
Open your heart as the beat begins
Right or wrong, no sin

Holding space to lie out flat
Hands together, warmth to wrap
Feel the heat no fire to burn
Right or wrong, we learn

Time has gone when days were night
Closed and pray, out of sight
Reaching out invisible finds
Right or wrong, beating kind

When we know
Inside we show
When we bellow
Begins the slow

In all time years it’s what I was
Wondering inside the knots
Undo each one over time
Living dreams began to unfold

In all was once when time forgot
Black and white the days gone
Let light and colour brush along
No audience to watch your song

When we know
Outside grows
Turning storm
Once and for all