The air here, we do breathe, yet life's' breath, we cannot see.
When it is gone, are we? Oh no, this I don't believe.
Search your soul, seek the truth, remove the self, find your proof.
Forget the past, forget the tomb, leave your tent and build your room.
A most beautiful room, deep in the soul,
Let the mind decorate and the heart fill with gold.
A room where "Life" can come and talk, where "Love" will always listen.
Where "Truth" will go and show itself, in lights that shine and glisten!
A room so clean, so soft and warm, much lighter than a feather,
Where thoughts.. gently, float away, like ships, that come un-tethered.
A most beautiful room, deep in the soul,
Let the mind decorate and the heart fill with gold.
Therein I spoke my simple mind, a question of my youth,
"What one thing, would best explain, the answers to all truths?"
And when I was still, so very still, a voice inside did shout, "Kindness"
One simple thing, that does explain, what "All" is all about.
A most beautiful room, deep in the soul,
[ Let the mind decorate and the heart fill with gold - repeat 2x]