I met a man where the water meets the land

And the sky turns indigo.

He looked into me,

His gaze like the sea,

Smooth and still along the sand.

Where the water meets the land

He found the strength to stand,

Living life with open hands,

Traveling without plans,

To where the water meets the land.

Blessed is the man who has grown beyond his greed,

And become part of the whole,

Not ever being sure,

Just learning to live pure,

To feel and taste and hear and see.

Where the water meets the land

He found the strength to stand,

Living life with open hands,

Traveling without plans

To where the water meets the land.

So with a quiet mind, regard the fleeting world like this,

Like the stars fading at dawn,

Like bubbles on a stream.

Be present now; life’s like a dream.

We can’t recapture what we miss.

So where the water meets the land

We must find the strength to stand

Living life with open hands

Traveling without plans

To where the water meets the land.

Where the water meets the land

We will find the strength to stand,

Living life with open hands,

Traveling without plans

To where the water meets the land.