Song: “Beneath the Wheels of Stars”

Song: “Beneath the Wheels of Stars”

Beneath the steel and market lights, a deeper river flows,
A hidden fire beneath the clay, the seed beneath the rose.
We build our towers thinking stone is all the world can be,
Yet every street and empire hums with unseen symphony.

Love pulls the lonely into homes and nations into birth,
Desire drives the plow and wheel across the restless earth.
Competition sparks the forge where human powers rise,
And through our striving civilizations climb toward the skies.

We call them wars and treaties, inventions, trade, and kings,
But angels move through history with quiet silver wings.
Behind the noise of human pride, behind each age’s flame,
A greater hand keeps shaping time though few can name the Name.

For humans still are creatures born with hunger, fear, and rage,
Like wolves that learned to carry books from age to crowded age.
Yet spirits whisper through the dust: “Become more than the wild,
Lift up the weak, protect the lost, remember you’re God’s child.”

So poets dream and healers mend and seekers learn to see,
While conscience strikes the human heart like thunder on the sea.
God plants the longing for the good in every soul He made,
And lights a lamp beyond the dark when earthly hopes begin to fade.

Reward and warning line the road like stars and boundary stones,
Mercy lifts the humble up, pride topples gilded thrones.
He does not give us every joy our restless hands demand,
For paradise must still remain beyond this mortal land.

So underneath the visible, beneath all wealth and scars,
A sacred kingdom labors on beneath the wheels of stars.
And every age of humankind, through sorrow, love, and strife,
Becomes another chapter in the hidden book of life.