Over the fading horizon,
I have walked a thousand times,
Calling me are angels walking,
In the sounds of peoples song.
We the fellowship of abundance,
Come together and work for love,
Something new to herald progress,
Setting peace upon our hearts.
Letting go of ancient constructs,
Moving into earth once more,
Being all the change of progress,
But walking on mother earth with care.
It generates a power within me,
To see a hope of paradise,
But not of one denying nature,
Always one, performing more love.
And in this way we'll build together,
Joy in unity of purpose shared,
Know a life sustained by caring,