Wisdom Of Ages

(Verse 1) In the forest's heart, where the ancient stones keep, There's a whisper of water, where the secrets seep. A gathering of shadows, under the moon's soft weep, Where the old ways dance, and the hidden leap. (Verse 2) With vessels in hand, they come to share, A blend of life's essence, in the open air. A silent symphony, of the earth's own fare, In the unity of waters, a solemn prayer. (Verse 3) As the rite ends, and the night takes its bow, The wisdom of ages, in the present, now. A touch to the surface, a silent vow, In the cycle of being, an eternal how. (Verse 1) In a place untouched, where whispers dwell, A gathering of silence, a natural spell. The guardians watch, with eyes unseen, As the night unfolds, a tranquil scene. (Breakdown) (Verse 2) A convergence of elements, a subtle art, Where the essence of being, quietly departs. The keepers of secrets, in harmony found, A tapestry woven, without a sound. (End)