we live within a shadowed wall,
the fear of fear begins to fall.
a restless mind in search of light,
through heavy hours of the night.
if every act is born of grace,
then peace will find its rightful place.
for as we sow a gentle deed,
our hearts are freed from every greed.
not for the gold or skies above,
but here on earth we seek for love.
while earthly bounds may pull us down,
in quiet hope we find our crown.
