What for this earth and sun and sea If not to discern who we should be To find solace in that farther shore Understand the endless war To find what never runs up dry The source of truth, the source of lie Perhaps to find and truly love What lays veiled in the dark above
Should then our days be for an easy life Hidden from rumblings of deeper strife Hidden in such simple things That wind and twist with subtle strings That twist the mind, the soul, the heart And tear the soul from limb to part And then to leave a sorry shell For our heaven then become a hell
Nay I say that is not for me I choose life and love and liberty Tread softly, I will, these sands of time To leave no wake, no ties that bind So when my days shall find their end I may rise and with heaven blend