Silence in the cool morning mist
A flickering of grass, a symphony
Echoing a whiff of whispers
Rippling of a humming stream
Glittering in the rising sun
Sanctifying breath sailing in the breeze
A peace greeting to a brand new morn
And lifeless man becomes a living soul
Silence with Stillness, hand in hand
Pacing steadily to set the stage
Be still and sleep, oh busy head
Let rest my soul amid the bliss
Of distant bells, swaying, chiming
The distinct melodies of Truth
Ah! Truth is a double-edged sword
I’m slain, knighted to serve the King
Oh! Love spreading its wings and sing
Mercy and Blame embrace and kiss
And as the mist begins to clear
Soft wind spirals into my ears
What I hear, I understand
Now I know: All this turmoil ...
I could do something about it