You Know Everything

You know everything about us, but what do we know about you? You might glimpse in the glimmer of the moonlight, or a fall of dappled light. You might hear in the rustle of a leaf, and a whisper of a breeze, But what language do you speak, if you speak at all? You are a God who lives to raise the ones, who fall, And if you wrote the script then why all the trouble makers? How does it feel to be so high? To feel the softness of the clouds-the innocence of the world. Do you ever cry? Are you ever happy? And how do you feel our pain by walking in our shoes? Do you send the happiness and love we crave so much? Like the pure white dove flying over the trees Rustling in the leaves, gazing down at its lower world Have you ever felt starved? Ever felt full? Filled with the love of the world How do you decide our fates, if they are wrapped around your finger? And if you wrote the script then why all the trouble makers? You blow like the wind, You shine like the stars, You are forever there When we are done, done with life And you raise us up, to be one, to be part of you For you to be part of me. So tell me now, tell me now Why am I so far away and you’re so close? When you’re high, how can you be close? Changing sadness to joy, fears to hopes, and dreams to plans. Have I missed my chance, a chance to be whole, with you? All I wanted to do was dance, dance in the moonlight, and dance to the stars. Your stars, the ones that you created, the ones that shine as bright as you. So how does it feel to be so high? And do you feel happy, do you feel sad? Do you smile, but sometimes cry, when the ones you love and care for are down? So when the light slips around the ageless trees and the shadows dance on a whispering breeze, Allow us to discover the magic, the magic of knowing you. And knowing you love the world for who we are.