Spring of Life
I once heard a story, a young boy I was
About living forever, free like the wolves
A spring clothed in magic, where no man or beast
Would suffer life's curse, every living being's dream
The Rivers and mountains, the caves and the swamps
A never ending journey, described in the map
My dream is a myth, a legend a tale
To find the source, life's secret unveiled
This secret, this curse, this wonder, this lie
A truth in the myth, or just in our minds
Where words like forever, true meanings derive
The purest of elements, the spring of life
I set out to find it, no matter the cost
Through forests and valleys, the dangers I crossed
The dark was my enemy, the light was my foe
But if the map was not real, this I don't know
There deep in the forest, a cave was exposed
The doorway was silver, the walls made of gold
I walked down the pathway, with chills up my spine
As there was the fountain, the gem of mankind
This secret, this curse, this wonder, this lie
A truth in the myth, or just in our minds
Where words like forever, true meanings derive
The purest of elements, the spring of life
Before I would drink, a thought came to mind
The fountain of blessing, or ash to my eyes
Surely an honor, but think I did once
As now at three hundred, this curse I entwine
This secret, this curse, this wonder, this lie
A truth in the myth, or just in our minds
Where words like forever, true meanings derive
The purest of elements, the spring of life