We are all seekers
Seekers of joy, seekers of truth
From open fields or narrow valleys
All together on our paths of life

Coming from the open fields,
desperate in confusion and bewilderment
Longing for frame and connection
Now in need of ground

Those from narrow valleys,
gasping from suffocation and entanglement
Crying for breath and belonging
Now in need of field

Together we carry this dream,
joy in love, hope in truth
Our outset or paths may differ,
yet the longing flames the same

A wise one searches for unity,
unity in all
A wise one prays for light of boundless form,
to protect us from fall

Yet, are there still steps in wisdom?
Will there be another surprise?
Oh, Luminous Lantern,
If we fall in dark woods, we hope to rise in joy