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,
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