6 - Lakes and rivers

Here... outside of time... Paths run here outside of ages Every past can speak with you Through the unseen, quiet pages Life gets lighter, calm and true Lakes and rivers, cups of light Inspiration, clear and bright Here the vision falls so free Man grows gentle with his own journey Slow expense of years and minutes Not a full-weight paid reward Just the stones of grief within it Walked and worn but not ignored Lakes and rivers, cups of light Inspiration, clear and bright Here the vision falls so free Man grows gentle with his own journey On these paths... under smooth heaven... Soles worn down to naked bone... Slowly... gently... not yet driven... All may enter... horses none... Lakes and rivers, cups of light Oars sound brighter through the night Bells announce without a name Wandering shadows... here they came Wandering shadows... here they came... Outside of time... without a name... Without a name... Without a horse... Just the path... and the voice... of course...