after I heard you passed away
in The colors of hearts aching call
mixed with leaves of rust that fall
In the reflection of life
That echo in the memory of time
Those realities and fantasies whisper
in the hopes and dreams we find
Soft circles of the spiral
carry us to the eternal life
Directed by God to find
that connection created by a greater design
We Are reflections of the image
from the one great Energy force
And we spin between the shadows to the light
with Spirit that carries us through life
we are the hope of all awakening
we are the prayer that God redeems
all trying to create the perfect inprint
of some higher archetypal dream
and we offer up our memories
and share whatever we can to relate
how this gift of love touches our lives
and the encore played always gets it right
