Teachers in school can never teach,
The lessons of life and love,
So far yet so near, but always out of reach,
Ones Destiny rests on the back of a snow white Dove.

Beyond the realm of Dark and Light,
Across space and time,
Emerging from the darkness a single and ferocious bite,
The memories of the past echoing in an eternal Rhyme.

Reminding oneself of what once was near,
No longer dwells among the land of the living,
Sometimes during the night I hear,
My love from the dead is once again giving,

The teachings of the eternal star,
Whispering his love from an endless far.