We are lock and key br To each our way br Mysteries of life litany br Every coming day br We play on free br Through hurt and smile br And what might be br In every its awhile br br We are thread and line br To each and one br Our ways combine br What we have done br Each palm and hand br Shall make us too br Follow and understand br The things we do br br We are free and bond br To our touch and feel br And becoming fond br To what we thing real br So much still to handle br That we trust in heart br And life might dandle br But where shall we start?br br Peter S.