seedling

 
the eternal wheel turns
a child's belief is golden on the spindle of life
the gods gather closely watching the evolution of man
they patiently wait to harvest
 
souls pass from this dimension to the next
gathering knowledge as they go
scholars of hope remain stoic
protectors of knowledge
written in metaphors
lest a newborn mind be scarred  
 
the sleeping innocent must be guarded
this is their first revolution  
they will gain in truth
 
the journey is ever before the weary traveler
shamans provide the feast  
guiding them onward
 
a mind is expanded as the wheel turns
a star is born somewhere in the universe
light is the universal language of love
 
we will all be born of pain
infinite wisdom in all things
seedlings of faith poke through the dark matter
opening a mind