Life is but an overture, a passage to the game.
Surrender to the mystery, when sparks become a flame.
Gaze upon the misty light, assuming no control,
Faith is in the universe, the compass to your soul.
Close your eyes, and visualize,a perfect destiny.
We're the lyre of desire, and celestial harmony
Now hear the strain of timeless rain and rainbows in the sun.
And how we might walk in the light to an overture of one.