Oth wrote these after a sojourn in the woods. They are yet to be tided but I share as she performed. Entitled simply:
There is
There's a fire that in the depths is heating,
There's a whisper carried on high by the winds,
There's a pulse which lives within the beating,
And the song which comes from the land of dreams.
There's a light that in the sky is smiling,
There's a love which thrums upon the breeze,
There's a beat which round the world is echoing,
And the shadows cannot touch it, in the land of dreams.
There's a home that finds me a-calling,
There's a peace the world cannot see,
There's a unity into which we are a-falling,
And I want only that you find it with me.
There's a time which spans beyond reckoning,
There's a dawn which eyes can never see,
There's a place beyond ending and beginning,
And the only way to know it is to be.
There's a fight which there is no use denying,
There's a pain which hurts to eternity,
There's a path we all find sighing,
No signs or directions, and more branches than a tree.
There's a silence in us all that is a-crying,
And the only way to know it is to be.