Our Gift
Is to uplift
And shift
The Gift of Love
To go directly up Above.
And our gait
Will never be too late,
If we contemplate
And shake
Ourselves Awake
And currently wait for our break.
For we live our Lives too late
And can never sustain the wait
But certainly awake
And at our own gait
We will contemplate
The release of our Door and Gate.
Awake!