- Spirit Steps -

It creeps, it crawls out from the depths,
Twists and turns up heavens steps,
The bug, the beast and the bird,
Searching for that spoken word,
Creative spark, knowledge shared,
Free from the ground,
Free from the herd,
Were visions pure and never blurred,
In a spaceless space without a roof,
It glides along on winds of truth,
Across the water, above the flame,
Were white and black both look the same,
Away from doubt,
Away from shame,
Away from fear,
Away from blame,
An Owels eye,a Godly game.