On the wave of momentum we ride,
The power is there, though it loves to hide,
In plain sight, it waits to be found,
An open secret, we can find it in the sound,
In the wind and rain and birds and trees,
In the hustle and bustle, and the people we see,
It’s in the air, in the sun,
The emotions we bear and the paths yet run,
If we could just be silent, observe and wait,
We would feel it, we would know it, it is our fate,
No more doubt, no more fear, no more trouble, no more tears,
Just us, just everything, just life so clear.
