There is a song of peace

And we have found it

There is a flow of love

And we will sound it

An ancient friend is visiting

Our garden gate

His ever-newness

Wakes us from a dormant state

There is a light tonight

It draws the winged

Like moths we know the fire

We dance and sing it

Our hearts pure tears of joy

Are as a silent hope

To fly the way shown by a blessed phalarope

There is a song of thanks

We live within it

The way has always been

Now we begin it

In harmony

We see beyond the death of birth

In unity

The Maker knows the made-of-earth

The made-of-earth

There Is A Song - The Free Design