From the ancient mists of time
where dwelt the sages way,
the bard of all bards plied his rhymes
that took our breath away.
His words the brush on paper canvas
painted tales in august hues:
of Eden's sweet green innocence, alas
with blood-red guilt we came to lose.
But heaven intervened and sure
with message from above,
that deep within us lies the cure,
in faith and hope and love.
where dwelt the sages way ♪ ♫
♪ ♫ the bard of all bards plied his rhymes
that took our breath away ♪ ♫....
Text by Ruben Rivera©
Art by Anita Rivera©