Foreshadow

foreshadow through the wind softly is the beginning of a hymn eyes closed but open minds the future yields to time voices heard but never seen souls yearn for deeper meaning sight is blind but fear is near chanting whispers fill the air one by one before the sun masses gather as if one heads bowed tears shed the earth moans from it's dead sun so bright the sun supreme lights up all and everything hands held and lifted high faces up embracing the sky one voice one song each to all all belong from the stars they did arrive to the stars we shall survive we are us they are them stone temples sing their hymn when will they come back again when will we become like them eyes open images fade voices still clouds shade yes they will return we shall go into the light foreshadow