There once was a young farm boy who lived on wide open land
He used to love playing with toys, trucks, and sticks in the sand
He built roads, bridges, and castles with moats
He fashioned mountains with streams and oceans with boats
He built forts with his friends and then they would play
They could easily stay outside for most of the day
Cowboys and SWAT teams, police, and the spies
They were always on lookout for bad guys with lies
When the sun went down and the dinner bell rang,
 “Dinner is ready” his mom always sang
A prayer at the table just all of them, seven
A family united; it could have been heaven
But after supper the headlines would break
How long would the war last, for goodness sake?
It got the boy questioning, “There must be a new way."
The hate and the blood I don’t like seeing every single day
And so he set out on a journey for truth
He had all kinds of time, he was still in his youth
He searched for the best way all over the Earth
The last thing he wanted was a new religion to birth
“What is peace?” He questioned in the back of his mind
He asked every day until an answer was kind  
He poured through books and listened to tapes
He searched for nuggets of knowing for anything he could scrape
He talked to all kinds of people when he taught English in schools
And listened to sermons that saved him from blues 
He searched for wisdom, for that was his gold
He would do it for Ever or until he grew old
And old he became before he knew it
Life passed him right by as he studied right through it
He still didn’t have all the answers but he continued to search
He had gone through life but wasn’t willing to leave in a lurch
His questions weren’t answered; There was more truth to find
He didn’t like waiting in that long long long truth line
And then one day, from the line he stepped out
He had gotten his answer and no longer had doubts
He realized he found what he was looking for
He never even had to go out of his door
He was looking for Truth and Love and he didn’t have to roam
They were right under his roof, in his very own home
He settled back down in his favorite old chair
And he talked to his wife, the one with red hair
Maybe it’s my fault, did you know all along?
Is that why you played Danit’s Presense song?
I’m here and it’s now and there’s no place to be
I love what I’m seeing right in front of and within me
But I’ve been all these places and seen all these things
I’ve seen what life is and the abundance it brings
I learned how to imagine and I planned for the years
I learned about truth and love and I know why the fears
It’s all the stories and going to hell
So I’m creating a new story so all can feel well
I’m putting my drawing, teaching, and planning to use
I’m making lots of fun rhymes  like I were Dr. Seuss
I’ll tell you a new story and how it unfolds
I need to do it quickly before I’m too old  
That boy became a man and he still wanted to play
Not with weapons but with visions that teachers okayed
He had lots of ideas and wanted to get started
But his story was special and not for faint hearted
He learned from history and wouldn’t do it alone
He would do it for love… and all the boys groaned
But it’s different this time guys please rest assured
In this adventure story, the planet is cured
He imagined his Queen sitting with him there on a throne
They would listen to the parents while kids licked snow cones
They sat in a big circle and told them their story
Do you see what we see? It’s nothing but glory
But the people couldn’t see; it was too far ahead
How would we tell it, how will it spread?
And then in the kingdom their people invented
Computers and phones with ideas represented
And so they told the story, one piece at a time
A video, a picture and usually a rhyme
Each day they searched the planet from space
Looking for people who care deeply about this place
The people all over the world are looking for peace
The kind that this time will never cease
Day after day the stories they shared
And soon they realized that so many cared
The people could see far now - to twenty thirty zero
With all kinds of space left for billions of heroes
The Truth, he realized, he may never know
Who am I? Why am I here and where shall I go?
The questions he had were from the infinite stream
The more that he asked, the more life seemed like a dream
He learned all he could from the colorful history
And finally decided he’d rather live in the mystery
And with his Queen and the people from all over the Earth
They pieced the story together of the new planet birth