IT’S THERE, IN THE AETHER

SO, WHAT YOU BELIEVE

AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW

OF THE PEOPLE WHO LIVED,

AND DIED, LONG AGO?

 

A WINTER’S BRIGHT MORN’

FIRST FALL OF SNOW

AS COMES EVERY STORM,

IT PASSES AND FLOWS

 

FOR EVERY SHARP THORN

THAT COMES WITH THE ROSE

FOR EVERY NEWBORN,

THE HEAVENS AGLOW

 

AWAKE IN THE REALM

ALL MANNER OF SOULS

IT’S THERE, IN THE AETHER

WHERE EVERYTHING GOES