The infinite plan.
This grain of sand that has been found,
With stars and galaxies abound.
The shell from which it came a sound.
Listen quietly,
Its voice is loud.
Reverberating tones that stay.
Back and forth they ricochet.
What do these ancient riddles say?
How from the truth mankind has strayed.
Singing choirs calm the banter.
Majestic graceful horses canter.
What is it that really matters?
How we heal a world in tatters.
See the universe's reach.
Mountains,
Valleys,
Oceans deep.
Planetary systems leap.
Newer cosmos that we seek.
Life forms that we've never seen.
Perfect,
Just like in a dream.
While we on earth run out of steam,
When will we action what we mean?
Then in a moment realize,
A lack in gratitude here lies.
A thoughtless state does hypnotize.
Now we,
Ourselves,
We do despise.
Let us take these baby steps to a world with no regret.
Do not frown,
Please do not fret.
Freedom from this infinite web.
Stroll the beach,
Look to the ocean.
Feeling safe here in the motion.
Moving forward,
Fuel the notion.
Flowing free,
Divine devotion.
In the distance,
Catch your eye.
See the shell right by your side.
What a gem,
Oh what a find.
Feels like deja vu.
Rewind.
In this perfect infinite plan.
In this shell,
A grain of sand.
Precious peace in a promised land.
This world is a place of peace.
A place of peace.
A place of peace in a promised land.
In this perfect infinite plan.
In this shell,
A grain of sand.
Precious peace in a promised land.
In this shell,
A grain of sand.
In this shell,
A grain of sand.
