To dance without rhythm or grace
To balter through life at your own pace
To sing your own tune for song's sake
To follow your own pattern and rhyme
Be different
Skip to the rhythm of the heart of the earth
But don't march to the beat of the world
Ride on the winds of your heart's song
Don't ride on the rut of the gatekeeper's gong
Dare to balter
Life will be rough don't misunderstand me
He never promised it would be a breeze or a gale
But we dance to a still small voice in the wind
We ride on wings like eagles', we soar
Balter for joy
We sing with tongues of fire
We follow the pattern written in the stars
We skip to the rhythm of the seed planted in us
We balter along to the pattern and rhyme
Of the Creator of love life and time
Balter
