Vanity

 

I’ve wandered many moons, I’ve wandered many stars

I’ve greeted many dawnings of the sun

I layed my head at night in the circle of the tree

In the morning kissed the breathing of the wind

 

All words have been said, all senses sung

Every creature will breath again

The stone has shed it’s sand, sand will turn to stone

All words have given seed and seed was sown

 

Vanity, oh vanity, what is death

But to melt into the sun and free the life from breath?

From the river of silence, drink, you may sing

Give your limbs to the earth and dance

 

A child in the womb and yet hardly born

Will return to the earth again

It is the fate of Man, also of the sun

All that is around us, each and every one

 

And who will be the one with whom I share my dream

And cradle in my heart while I sleep

To wander many moons, to wander many stars

In the circle of the tree, in the circle of the tree?

 

Vanity, oh vanity, what is death

But to melt into the sun and free the life from breath?

From the river of silence, drink, you may sing

Give your limbs to the earth and dance