Written in Oban:
What good is found in mortal mind, In dreams and people’s views? Wandering round confusion bound, in dead, old worldly shoes
E’en in the sun no good can come, nor rain, fog, storm or dew, but holiness is typified, In some worldly points of view.
Look beyond the worldly scene. Of arab, gentile, jew. And you will find in conciousness. The Spirit that shines through.
With larks and beauty yet unseen, as powerful Love presents, with views on high like eagle’s eyes, of music yet unspent.
A world of Love and colour brings. To each man with his lyre, That one and all, we are the same, reflecting Love’s desire.
