Oh, peace seekers of the world
Is it you, that cannot withstand
The drudges of human imperfections
Or the cries from impure hearts…
Whose bloodshed has stained love’s palace

Can we not prevail, the forces of the wind
Or the dust from the volcanoes of life
And sit amongst
The living's throne of fortitude
When the lights on our candles have blown out…

If we fly within a gilded cage
Will it give us comfort?
Will it dry our tears?
Or will you dream with me a cloak of light
And put it about their arms? 

We shall string our sorrows…
With feathers upon the night
And pray for tranquility and hope... 
so it may pave our walk with bright stars
And put harmony in our destiny’s travels…