
Answer swiftly when life calls
dwindle not in barren corridors
be not satisfied with ash and coal
open bravely the beckoning door
and step audacisoulsy onto life`s
revolving dance floor.
Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,
We learn to understand
That everything is touched by time
And time must run its course.
Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,
We carry our souls like a torch.
We mind our spark, we balm our wounds,
We bring our courage forth.
And when time is right we rise again
To reclaim our newfound worth.
Still the love in your heart, make it real quiet,
So that it doesn’t go to waste.
Throw it not into the chasm of self-doubt.
I am here, your dance partner
On unsolid surface.
We’ll pedal together despite our spindly legs,
We’ll wobble on blessings if we have to
But we’ll never quite aim
for the river bank.