“Ancient Voices”

“Ancient Voices”

I hear Ancient Voices calling, from beyond the veil of Time
Like crystal waters in deep pools falling,
Telling me to heed the Signs.

From all the roads there are to travel, better choose yours carefully
Some tangled ways you can’t unravel, best live your life reverently.

Words divine, peace of mind, give and take, the choice is mine.
Mundane life or life sublime, either way the choice is mine.

I hear Ancient Voices speaking, from a realm where spirits roam.
Choose carefully what you are seeking,
This world’s a journey, this Earth’s not home.

Listen my friends, here Them in the winds,
Their ancient Wisdom is all around.
Listen my friends, Voices in the winds,
Clear your mind, you’ll hear Their sounds.

Those ancient Words to me revealed, on a secret wall of time
In painted blood forever sealed
Words of Life and Peace of Mind.

Worrell – 4/30/95 – 6:25 p.m.