In Tender Age, Middle Age, old Age of body,
The Child within repeats the resounding image of the spirit’s body

O Fly young one into worlds never dreamt of.
Fly - - the spirit’s undertow, sweeps one into sounds unheard of.
Yes! O dreaming child who view many realities,
Your time in this land will be filled with many rarefies.

This song, never ending, calls to all,
As those seedling pearls glisten white in fall.
The current of God’s Voice calls to His dear ones below,
While those seeds of wisdom burst and set the consciousness aglow.

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A child sleeps, dreams of heavenly lands.
O wow! Spirit traveling in far, far away O distant lands.
And while riding the current of that dreamer’s Sound that comes to few,
God whispers his melodic Voice, beckoning yon Soul to be anewed.

Listen, can’t you hear?
Those pipes, sweet gentle pipes blowing in my ear,
Those excruciating, tearful notes of the flute,
Playing and alighting hearts - - it is quite acute.

Now the child has come to its wonderland,
Where field upon fields of glowing flowers abound, singing to God’s command.,
O radiant is it, for God’s cloak Soul wears;
Sunny clothes of Love and joy; and a winged cape trailing behind, all dancing in the air.

Round and round the child spirals around in that Sound.
Those gleeful noises of youth and discovery - - yes, cheerfulness abounds,
Lifting it higher and higher into the air,
While totally being swept away by the heart felt noting afar.

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The gift of Spirit’s reality has been imprinted quite strongly.
The child’s light: sparkling eyes, radiant heat will always burn its joy softly.
For the heart will remain ever young to the tune which was played,
To give off that special quality of life - - Heaven - - hurray!

O Fly young one into worlds never dreamt of.
Fly - - the spirit’s undertow, sweeps one into sounds unheard of.
Yes! O dreaming child who view many realities,
Your time in this land will be filled with many rarefies.

In Tender Age, Middle Age, Old Age of body,
The Child within repeats the resounding image of the spirit’s body