Weary Soul

Although the soul is sometimes weary
And the winter nights quite dreary
Still the spark of Life burns brightly
To the Truth it still clings tightly

Life is something we don't see
Eternal gift that's always free
Yet in our time so unrespected
The Sacred Trust now long neglected

Man himself is born to serve
Tho from Truth we chose to swerve
No longer hearing lives true voice
Feeling he knew best his choice

Perfect Order slipped away
As new ideas shaped the play
All the stage was rearranged
From nature he was soon estranged

A war of wills soon came about
Each sought to be the loudest shout
Love and Grace would be no more
Each culture rotten to the core

Now our lot is pain and strife
Fear and greed throughout our life
Yet still the Spirit Loves us All
In the heart you'll hear its call

An age of rages fill the land
All thought out by man  -  well planned
No more serving True Creation
To his fellows  -  no relation

Greed and profit  -  that's the boss
Sarcasm we so freely toss
Loving kindness is no more
Oh the harvest we're in for

For all will reap what we do sow
The price we'll pay begins to show
As sickness grows with every day
Still we carry on this way

Prophets all have spoke the word
Tho we nod  -  we have not heard
Still ourselves we seek to serve
Strive and kill  -  such mindless nerve

A mighty blow will be our fate
For without Love it is too late
Mand in Truth could still return
It's not too late  -  we still could learn

From Life  -  you hear it in the heart
An open mind is where you start
The Spirit Lives and Loves us All
But we must listen for its call

Hear me now  -  Oh Lord of Light
Standing in this land of fright
Thy Presence is no longer felt
By those that fear their heart will melt

Strange contortions rule us now
We speak of peace but don't know how
Your Truth we chose to push aside
For Love we substituted pride

Now crimes and violence fill the land
And sickness plagues this weary band
The time is right  -  it seems to me
For you to show us how to see

What man once knew  -  but then forgot
And in ideas soon got caught
Now delusions fill our brains
The smallest spark of Life remains

I know it's bold  -  but help us out
Please forgive  -  but i must shout
It seems to me You wait too long
For man to understand this wrong

Perhaps i should not be so bold
I know the plan must all unfold
But the pain of all i've seen
Leaves me not of patience keen