The Palace of Eternal Splendour

I sat under the willow tree that learned to bend so it won't break,
realized life is what you make,
round and round we go again
no beginning nor an end
just a golden thread
weaving with a stroke of each hand
weaving to the sacred land
I remember and I'm home
no matter where I am
I come home again and again
laying down on the clouds floating with you
in every direction
I lose myself in you rememering what I came to do
to hold the light that's pure and true
to pave the path back to you
my eternal shining light
behold the palace of eternal splendour
Eternal love forever reigns
we reclaim our kingdom
heaven is here and now✨