What are these words we speak?
What are the words we seek?
'love' and nothing more than this,
is still beyond my farthest reach
Why is my heart so cold?
Why are the sages old,
From truth and wisdom,
Love is greater than the highest peak.
Why is the path so long?
How do the weak grow strong?
Why are the questions never ending?
What is right and wrong?
Where do the flowers grow?
Why does the lion sleep,
In the Daytime, when all is covered
By the whitest snow?
And when trees have fruits,
where do the flowers go?
Why is the world just One,
Among so many stars?
Why is humanity and vanity,
not there on Mars?
How do we reach the end?
How can i reach the friend,
of my eternal soul, how can we not pretend
to still be searching, when we already found the One,
Who is not hiding, yet not showing
any sign or sum of parts, or of the whole?
Why is 'love' so hard for us to hold?
Enough questions! Answer is the 'I' must die
to find the truly true. And to be free,
It is not about the 'me'
Its about the 'you'...
What are the words we seek?
'love' and nothing more than this,
is still beyond my farthest reach
Why is my heart so cold?
Why are the sages old,
From truth and wisdom,
Love is greater than the highest peak.
Why is the path so long?
How do the weak grow strong?
Why are the questions never ending?
What is right and wrong?
Where do the flowers grow?
Why does the lion sleep,
In the Daytime, when all is covered
By the whitest snow?
And when trees have fruits,
where do the flowers go?
Why is the world just One,
Among so many stars?
Why is humanity and vanity,
not there on Mars?
How do we reach the end?
How can i reach the friend,
of my eternal soul, how can we not pretend
to still be searching, when we already found the One,
Who is not hiding, yet not showing
any sign or sum of parts, or of the whole?
Why is 'love' so hard for us to hold?
Enough questions! Answer is the 'I' must die
to find the truly true. And to be free,
It is not about the 'me'
Its about the 'you'...
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