We journeyed for years and years
Over the dusty mountains
Across the grassy plain
Through the moonlit forests
Traveling to find the secret
We searched every canyon, every valley
Followed every river to its source
We braved the frozen peaks
The scorched sand
The wetlands between the three mountains
We met the Eskoa, such a mystical tribe
They gave us food, drink, tents
They told us their myths and we listened
We departed and once again became lost
We wandered into strange lands, darkened
The moon became huge in the sky
The rivers glowed blue and sang
We uncovered the ruins of an ancient people
Their spirits dwell in the place still, and mourn
We entered another realm this one a sleepy forest
The trees there begged us to stay and dream with them
two of our party fell tired and never awoke
The swamp swallowed another seven
Another five were burned in the land of flame
At last we found the forest, the forgotten forest
The trees there whispered a strange language
The earth smelled sweet and damp
We lit no fires in the forest at night
No one spoke, and the music was a mystery
The creek made the music live and dance
We washed in the creek, we washed our souls
We felt like newborn deer in that creek
It was the creek that led to the lake
The lost lake of life, we found it
After years and years
And here at the lake we now stay
Afraid to lift a foot
Afraid to take another breath
Afraid to close our minds
Afraid to leave it’s splendor
We asked the lake many questions
And the lake did not answer
We waited for days until the lake finally spoke
In it’s beauty, the lake uttered one word
The word that broke our hearts
The word that will occupy our thoughts for a thousand years
The word that would change the world if only the others could hear
The word was “Balance”