Land of the blessed

Below the blue and fleece
Where the sun only shines
At midnight for a while
For the moon to have rest,
Here they hunger and thirst
Amidst the abundance.

The land of the blessed
Where the seen lives
With the unseen and makes
himself known to those
with an extra eye ,
those who really desire him
not for themselves but others.

In the land of the blessed
Together they lived
every agreed moment
But just for a while before a separation
Into other lands to bless it
and make it like their own.

Returning to the land of the blessed
To restore their strength
To receive their sight again
To be remembered of the promise
The promise of the invisible
To the visible for that great day.

Here , friends and lovers will stay
With enemies and foes
And will not suffer, their soul,
Against their terrible plans
But the elements and the stars.

There below the blue and fleece
His stale voice will be
To make us special a breed
According to his will
In order to be like him
In the land of the blessed.