Oh what is life.

Oh where does our dreams, love, and purpose hide?
Oh where are the things we hold dearly?
The things that give life meaning, and hope.

Oh where is our great king? Oh where is our eternal
fountain? Oh where is our love of loves? Our inner
secrets? Oh where are our wings to lift us up?

Is life but death and dreams but foolish hopes?
Is love but an illusion of purpose.
Is our happiness but a blessing.

Oh lord Where is your kingdom which is
greater then life, worth more then gold, above death.
Oh lord where, Oh where?