Eternal Bloom

In the morning dew, we gather 'round, steps on ancient, hallowed ground

Lutes and flutes, the air they fill, whispers of the past, standing still

Whirling leaves in our hair, casting shadows far and near

Songs and stories that we share, lifting hearts without a fear

Under gilded sun, we dance again, flows like time on river's bend

Harpsichord and violins entwine, melodies that never end

In the garden where the flowers bloom,

Epics sing, consume the room

Raindrops fall, we hear the call,