Return.
Return what was taken without gift,
return what was claimed without love.
Return to balance,
To the hearts that remember
Truth—
A golden sword,
melting illusions at their core.
Truth felt in our being,
Truth shutting down
Falsehoods we’ve ignored.
Truth disrobes cardinals,
Its power drawn directly from Source.
It lingers like incense exposed,
Takes flight with hope—
Truth that knows no opposition,
Flows straight to the soul,
A truth that we all know.
Standing before the cardinal,
Robe heavy with centuries of war,
Expecting sin,
Expecting silence—
I spoke the truth I know.
Return
All that was never gifted.
Let truth reconcile
What was torn apart—
Religion against people,
Science against earth,
Nation against nation,
Heart against heart.
Forgiveness is the gateway,
Truth is the light,
And love is the way home.
Let the church return to soul,
Let its walls breathe truth.
Let the prayers rise from remembrance—
That divinity was never owned,
only shared.
Return
what belongs to creators of
centuries of treasures,
to keepers of heritage,
to castles, forests, temples
Return.
Forgive.
Preserve.
Make peace.
Love.
On planet earth—.
We have the final word:
Choose love.
Choose now.
It’s our choice—
To heal ancestral wounds
To return
And begin fresh
With new light
A new oneness
Treasures where they belong
Returning heritage to their home
Pride of culture
Peace on earth
Return
Return
Return.
