Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men.

'Ripple': Jerome J. Garcia / Robert C. Hunter

 

If you open your heart to the misery

Of those who live without hope

If you learn to walk in another’s steps

 And learn not to avert your gaze

If you give all that you have to give

If you can possibly see with the eyes of a child

You will learn to not count your money, my friend,

Its value comes and goes. It is not your friend,.

Instead, count your hours and count your days

Your minutes, your seconds, your breaths, your ways.

And please do all that you can do

For that is the currency of love, my friend,

And that is all that remains of us:

As time flashes by, my friend,

A glint in the sky,

Angels passing on high.