Under the Sky

Rushes sway gently under linen blue sky Towards setting sun flock of geese will fly Under blanket of sky Above that looking down is great eye The lake will lie Reflecting the visage of the eye That looks down from the azure sky Where geese towards orange sunset will fly The soul aches as one looks to the sky For he knows one day he will die But his destiny he wishes to defy And for answers he looks to great eye The soul will be free if time to no reference point will apply Says the great eye You can join divine and never die But your soul will live forever anyway after you die Before the one would cry But then his tears he would dry He would look for time that to no reference point would apply But because he knew one day to the heavens his soul would fly He stopped to cry No longer afraid he would die But wondering where in his mind questions about the sky would lie And that was first step to time to which no reference point would apply And when he finds time to which no reference point does apply His soul will be free and he will never die And tears of joy he will cry Because he will have blessing of great eye