Who art thee,why it pains,why myself against
me,what is behind my deviation.
The reason does not lie in the course of the
stars,I want to know who you are,
Who art thee........
It reigns on me and all over me,between the
paradox of life and creation lies the truth
and faith,
Who art thee........
I raise my hands and soul with empty eyes
onto the vast and hollow past and I ask myself,
Who art thee........
I glide over mountains,rivers over mother earth,
I feel free and condemned but true in spirit,
Who art thee........
In times of trouble I seek shelter and thee gives
me refuge,when I am thirsty thee gives me water,
when I am lost thee shows me the way,
Who art thee........
Time goes by,I am tired,old but wise with many
thorns in my heart,its dark,I am alone,I see a
light shinning upon me,I feel the prescence of
thee,a welcome hand I stretch thy hand thee
guides me along,
Who art thee........
Now I know who art thee,a part of me a part of
everyone,love in its pure state........
........Thats Thee........