The riches of this world are only lent to us

the things that are so good to enjoy we do not own

– Nahuatl

Nothing is ours to keep

The falling rain, the glowing sun

Nothing is forever

The sands of Sahara, the infinite sky

The blushing rose of innocence

The chaotic world spinning into darkness

Nothing is ours to keep

A river overflows its banks

Erodes soil, uproots trees, pushes down homes

In the blink of an eye, everything we possess is lost

In the space of a moment, the one we hold most dear is gone

Nothing is ours to keep

Even one star shining so bright in heaven

Even a smile that fills the room and

Lifts sorrow from every corner

Even a voice which speaks truth

When all words become lies

Nothing is ours to keep

The falling rain, the glowing sun

Nothing is ours to keep

Except the tender memory of a good heart