There is terminus in life, with masterful clarity
We shall see how worth has been a false hope
Grace and mercy is our greatest treasure
But the whims of life are capricious
Full knowledge and wisdom lay behind a curtain
A sort of veil when lifted shall allow understanding
But it is better to believe, than logically figure
Because our own knowledge
Is not as having God's knowledge
Our being comes with having desires
But not as our God's desire for our being
Forgive, hold fast upon finding your standing
Futures are all unknown, but fate is the wind
Blowing all of our seed beyond this destiny
What remains of all the dreams
Nothing remains but life
Vast green fields and oceans blue
And plans that come to naught
And understanding of truth
We shall see how worth has been a false hope
Grace and mercy is our greatest treasure
But the whims of life are capricious
Full knowledge and wisdom lay behind a curtain
A sort of veil when lifted shall allow understanding
But it is better to believe, than logically figure
Because our own knowledge
Is not as having God's knowledge
Our being comes with having desires
But not as our God's desire for our being
Forgive, hold fast upon finding your standing
Futures are all unknown, but fate is the wind
Blowing all of our seed beyond this destiny
What remains of all the dreams
Nothing remains but life
Vast green fields and oceans blue
And plans that come to naught
And understanding of truth
