Ancient wisdom speaks 
In the whisper of the wind, 
But who is left to understand? 

Truth flows like water 
In the stream, 
Polluted by those on land. 

In times long past, 
Man listened, 
Man knew. 

In days gone by, 
We heard, 
We answered you. 

But the noise of life 
Has grown loud 
In our ears. 

We have forgotten, 
Lost 
In our own fears. 

Will you remind us 
Of what we need? 
Teach us again? 

Will you comfort us? 
Or watch as we slip 
Towards our own end?