I live in the city of the crowded and confused
I speak the language of guidance
Disguised as a friend, foe and even a spirit at times
Some day the clocks will be forgotten
And we will tell time by listening to our hearts
Be a reader of the signs
Be a singer of the melodies in your soul
I'm forgotten by many people that just don't understand
We are children of the walkers, crawlers and runners
Traveling for years to reach the inevitable ending
I fear that you will wander off course and keep your love hidden by your worries and selfishness
Loosen the chains of uncertainty and free yourself
When you leave I will give you the strength and you will fulfill your purpose