There is an ocean of vast proportionnAnd she flows withinnourselves.nTo take dips daily we dive in gaily,nHenknows who goes within himself.nThe abode of Angels, thenmystical Promised Land,nThe one and only Heaven, the God ofnmannIs but the closing of an eyelid away.nnTherenis a silence of pure excellencenAnd she flows withinnourselves.nTo appreciate, re-deactivate,nHe knows whongoes within himself.nThe domain of Devils, the FearfulnLand,nThe only and only Hades, the Satan of mannIs butnthe closing of an eyelid away.nnAll is as it was andnever more shall be,nThough they try to tell us it'snnot so.nOver all the earth there's nothing new tonsee,nExcepting every seed will newly grow.nnInnocence in childhood false men misconstruenTo be yearsnof darkness spent in shade,nDenying childhood's visionnof the God of Love,nSo that Truth be turned about andnuntruth made,nAnd untruth made.nnThere is anreason for every seasonnOf change within ourselves.nTonnavigate, re-appreciatenAnd know the flow withinnourselves.nThe deliverance from Deluge, the good drynland,nThe one and only Haven, the rock of MannIs butnthe closing of an eyelid away.nnThere is a season,nooh,nThere is an ocean, ooh,nThere is a silence,nooh.n