Outside my window in the courtyard
Of the world
The gentle rain was falling
No breath of wind, no cry of beast or bird
Too quiet, too still, I turned

To see the raindrops like a thousand
Poet's words
Splash their circles on the stones
Ans seem to wash over everything with love
And for a moment the courtyard heard

Until the Sun came bursting through the clouds
Hung up his rainbows in the sky
And with a laugh of flames said
Now go chase the gold
And the world became the world

Now we're all travellers some seekers
And some sought
Who leave the courtyard to be caught
In nets of self, damned certainty and choice
But do you believe our voice?

You
You've got what must belong to me
I need! I'll bleed for more possesions
You
You've got no right to disagree
Bow! Kneel! Or fear my aggresions
Thank God if sometines your oyster
Holds a pearl
When the world remains the world