We are Golden

If only we knew the shaded secrets dripping from the murky faucet of future being,

Forget me not,
Nor the look of eyes
That wander, lost in the open wind of some strange window pane

That frames the hallowed stage.
From within this cage,
We take a bow.

All of the people are running towards this man,
He stands in a New Garden of Eden,
        We are in a New Garden of Eden,
        We are in the Earth,

We are Sons of the Elder Race of Man,

        We are not the only Ones,

        We are illuminated Minds,

We are souls.
We are one.
We are home.
We are washed away.