
A voice cries out
No one could hear,
Tells of a coming watch,
A cry of love
To chase our fears
When caring fails to catch
The silent wind,
When we listen
To creation’s secret,
And seek the path,
To find again
The way of human hearts.
Temptation calls,
Engages all,
Renders our energies deaf,
Battles to win
Peoples to conquer,
Who might see the theft;
Our great exile,
Our destiny lost
In the heat of the desert,
Where, in the end
We all must learn
To pass through without regret.
The lone bird sings,
The voice returns,
Now, we have come to listen.
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