The pure ancient knowledge of the ages,
Was held in the hearts and minds of sages.
It is that ancient knowledge,
That has built our civilization.
It is this knowledge and wisdom,
That brings about this realization.
Life is filled with so many things,
The cycle of life and all it brings.
The love we feel for another in our heart,
That love that unites two though apart.
Romance and love of life is of this earth.
Nourished and nurtured it gives birth.
This life may seem so full of toil,
Yet, it is this work that tills the mind and soil.
Man and woman evolve and gently grow,
Like the natural river of life does flow.
The knowledge of the ages is for humanity,
To allow mortals to catch a glimpse of eternity.
Death should not and is not the final end.
It is neither an enemy or a good friend.
The final days are as the gates open for the soul,
To unite with the cosmos and become whole.
The wisdom of the ages are the golden ropes,
That binds humanity to the universe with hopes.