In the middle he stands.
In beauty he stands looking behind, ahead, above, below.
All around he looks as he stands in the center of all things.
To the east he looks for white dawn.
To the south he listens for blue skies singing.
To the west he feels warm sunsets dance.
To the north he touches the night.
In the middle he stands.
In the middle with beauty he stands.
In beauty he stands looking behind, ahead, above, below.
All around he looks as he stands in the center of all things.
To the east he looks for white dawn.
To the south he listens for blue skies singing.
To the west he feels warm sunsets dance.
To the north he touches the night.
In the middle he stands.
In the middle with beauty he stands.