Christ is alive in my soul today. Surrendered to life, Living Waters gushing Energies orienting to Harmony The Pagan and the Mormon Have laid themselves down in The cool Spring grass, laughing Over whether the egg is a Tomb or a Womb The housewife and the prostitute are Sharing Tales of shaping boys into men And the wisdom of Innocence The servant and the wild one have found Each other in the branches where Pink blossoms are unfolding The vegan and the carnivore taste Each other's lips And my inner child leads them In the song Of life.