Thought, mindful and open Conscious now we are, Of how things are connected. Breathe, no words need spoken And we will not be far, Call me misdirected. Somewhere a wave falls, On shores of white sand, Somewhere a star forms, And out of the dark, Comes light. Comes light Feel, arms fold around you Be now who you are, Not who you expected Seek, high, far above you, Minor thoughts we are, But dream and keep connected