If, for but a moment, we could truly hear inside
All the beauty and the mystery that surrounds us all outside
We would be lost in all the awe that we have come to see
For in every passing moment is an echo of eternity.
If, for but a moment, we could close our weary eyes
And imagine what it's like to be soaring through the skies
Joining with all the birds who every day are taking flight
We would slowly become transformed into messengers of light.
If,for but a moment, we could learn to be really still
And set aside all the noisiness that we allow to move our will.
We would find that we are freer to be who we are meant to be
Pilgrims on this earth heading toward eternity.