above the valley

no one forgets the places though the names
may vanish into darkness without thought
a single moment in the memory caught
cuts through a host of long-forgotten games
now someone praises now another blames
some person who's forgotten what was taught
and is now fearful it was all for naught
not one of us who knows our proper aims
the rule that governs us withstands all stain
we make our journeys and think that our lease
on life and hope will last for all of time
yet now we would be thankful for the rain
and wonder that we did not see our peace
when all the world and all our joy was prime

the hidden stars

a single glance and all will become known
what's seen by anyone becomes a fact
the operation's far too easy blown
a single glance and all will become known

into the duty each of us has grown
and all have learned both honesty and tact
a single glance and all will become known
what's seen by anyone becomes a fact

one sort of liberty

when we know just what mind and heart require
to make us whole and set us truly free
from every sort of charlatan and liar
when we know just what mind and heart require

there is no terror when we've passed the fire
no monsters anywhere that we can see
when we know just what mind and heart require
to make us whole and set us truly free