Lost
On a painted sky
Where the clouds are hung
For the poet's eye
You may find him
If you may find you
There
On a distant shore
By the wings of dreams
Through an open door
You may know him
If you may be
As a page that aches for a word
Which speaks on a theme that is timeless
While the Sun God will make for your day
Sing
As a song in search of a voice that is silent
And the one God will make for your way
