O golden cup of life,
A chalice full of love,
The space beyond all strife
You form our sacred home,
Your ways produce delight,
Your life becomes our own.
Before you can be full
You must be emptied out
Of each possessive pull
And falsehoods we believe
For empty cups alone
Are those that can receive.
So freeing all our mind
From greed that seeks for more
We foster all that’s kind
Redressing hurts and wrongs
Until our life becomes
A chalice full of songs.
Text and Music © William Livingstone Wallace
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