Stones from the past We happen' to drag Some of us lagging Adrift, we flow Mantled with Loads of ages, whims of fortune Fire of home We happen' to blow Some of us 're burning Flameward, we tray Shadows of beast and human, God of the nature Broken clay bowls, We fill with water, Some of us 're hiding Leeward we slit Our eyes, observe the circle Changes of life Huts of reed We happen' to need Some still arriving Homeward, we tire Expect for embrace of arms Still and the gratitude This time, we will define the life Provide all mature constructs Relestlently plough feel of lucidity, Carry no clemency This time, we will enchain all ghosts Unbend the curves and purposes Directions you'll pass, to treasure and like To live and to die