Thanks Be

And where do we go from here
O my brothers my sisters in Love
Onward...ever moving
For we are Blessed or cursed...depending on your view
To Grow On
And what does that mean but to Change and Cheange again

And so we sing and dance and make merry when crying does no good
and though we wish to return to the One
Our fate Now is to be Here
And here is where we Grow On

And the Why of this is plain to be seen
In you and you and even in me

We Grow
Thanks Be