Sifting through the wreckage, lost Sailor on the way, feeling free that I Am today
Nothing gone or astray, jump for joy , as the net is washed away
Capacity fulfilled within the sounds of time , not in bed blood not in wine but in the second the soul does shine, we are one, know all is well, and all are fine , mountains climb, the Golden ring of yours and the golden ring of mine
prevailing winds will not be denied, we are as it is, the Jolly clown, for this he cried , know all in love he tried
as he walked like a shrug that sighs , on the Golden Wing rainbow he still flies
Names are remembered, times they have changed, not one is blamed, the arrow has struck from and to where it was aimed
of seeds that were silent beaten and shamed , For a great love of all And all love is claimed
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