If we all believed, the birds would sing their songs so when we hear them, we would hear God's words, and learn what to say, and do every day. God’s spirit is forever near. I pray it moves us on our way. To save a life, a world, a seed, to ask to know, to grow, to need. Seasons change, and rearrange. The warming winters make the springs which feed the well where all life sings, and all shall pass remembering... All life's accounting, everything.

Deep in a forest at the end of your path, you'll pass the well of springtime past. Looking down, and in at last, you'll hear God’s words, and feel God's grasp. Hear clearly while still within God's hands, the question asked through all the lands. Throughout all time to all mankind. To everyone in every tongue. In light recite, and earn to choose. Learn them now, and never lose... "What are the Ten Commandments?”

See on earth as Christ could, now. We must first on earth learn how. As you steer from the helm of your soul's command, with a warm heart forgive, follow the path, stay on it, and live.

Spiritual energy in recent centuries moved stone impossibly, moved masses, made galaxies... And developed the character of man.

See down from a meadow in the night from the hills, lights in a harbor, see the flicker, and glow. It's starlight reflected from a ship’s mast and sills. It’s there waiting, and ready. Are you ready to go? With full sails drawn at dawn in the dew, see clearly through the fog with the three within you. It's the light in the night guiding as well, and then who... Fuels the days remembering.

From deep within the well of springtime past, spiritual harmonies echo out within hearing, to deep in the forest where your path end is nearing. You may still earn divine council by a rock in a clearing, for help in choosing: to board ship with headings toward home? Or, to rest here forever, in peace not alone. Remember the ten as you go on life's way, and stay on the path as you harvest and cast. Then from light, to light, with light may you pass.