WE ARE

Pure light and sound

Just plain light and sound

That’s what our bodies of made of

Not sugar and spice that we know of

Not everything nice as we talk about; as we say

Just the five elements which obstruct the way

Blocking the source of the light and sound,

To which we are by the elements bound

The light, the sound and the elements so found

Together play games so that they are not found

While we labour through life so unsound,

Until we reach the grave which is a mound

Seeking the mystery of our so called life;

Which is filled with both joy and strife

Until we discover the light and sound

Which makes our life go round and round...