Stones from the past
We happen' to drag
Some of us lagging
Adrift, we flow
Mantled with
Loads of ages, whims of fortune
Fire of home
We happen' to blow
Some of us 're burning
Flameward, we tray
Shadows of beast and human,
God of the nature
Broken clay bowls,
We fill with water,
Some of us 're hiding
Leeward we slit
Our eyes, observe the circle
Changes of life
Huts of reed
We happen' to need
Some still arriving
Homeward, we tire
Expect for embrace of arms
Still and the gratitude
This time, we will define the life
Provide all mature constructs
Relestlently plough feel of lucidity,
Carry no clemency
This time, we will enchain all ghosts
Unbend the curves and purposes
Directions you'll pass, to treasure and like
To live and to die
