Stop! Listen, can you hear the whispers floating on a breeze.
Stop! Look, can you see the heavens open up on me.
Stop! Now, don’t look back in anger only pain you’ll feel.
Stop! Stop, find your way to let the wows and banes be free.
Stop! Find, in the distance pastures flowers that blossom blue.
Stop! Search, on horizons all the shadows dull and blurred.
Stop! Fear, of the people’s ways and dough’s of their beliefs.
Stop! Friend, that you’ll find in me and all throughout my kin.