Beauty Is In The Way We Live

The path we walk
Like hunters we stalk
The object of devotion
Forward, onward, ever in motion
In our own ways
We pass our days
True beauty lies
In the way we live and die

Reach your hands toward the Sun
Upward and onward, see it done
The strength in letting go
And when we march, the world shall know

All we thought we knew
Swift knife to run it through
As we learn and grow
True wisdom, a newfound glow
A light shines in
Casts away all evil sin
No attachment, no aversion
Untainted by diversion

Reach your hands toward the sky
As a toast to a greater life
A life of golden glory
This is how they'll tell our story