• Look to me when all is lost,
    when the wind no longer blows.
    meet me at the end of the path,
    lit by new moon light.
    where the trees are bare,
    and the lakes have long been dry.
    Follow the sand below your feet,
    to the clearing above the cliff.

    I'll gaze into no ball of glass,
    Or look to faded decks of cards.
    You seek me out the learn the truth,
    So listen as i speak.
    what has happened,
    what is happening now,
    and even what will happen,
    are the things you wish to know.

    Now head my warning as you go ,
    for even as i tell you this.
    do not dwell on the past,
    or focus on the future.
    live today.

    or end up just like me.