Abadi (from Transcendence, Mov. III)

2024, 10:00 - SATB and Piano

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O profound silent tree,

In the shadow of our hands,

Blood on our hands.

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Let the sun be our guide,

Below the ocean of life,

And the wind moves our ship,

We set sail, full of life.

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Glory breaks the innocent bone,

Mind twisting signs of warning,

Signs of mourning,

Unreal city forever dawning.

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Water seeps down,

Sweet sounds of rain,

Caught between the millstones,

Grinding the seeds of time.

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We are fresh and golden,

As we rise,

Glowing.

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We are the children of wonder,

We come and we go.

Let go,

As we transform.

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Peace; Love

Great good health

In mind and body

Abadi Abadi Abadi

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- Kahan Taraporevala