What is the Spirit of the Age?
Does it encompass how we feel?
Or like a bird trapped in a cage
Has it forgotten what is real?
Spiritus sanctus……
Spiritus aeternus…
Who knows the Spirit of the Age?
Is it the ghost in the machine?
Whose eyes can view the turning page
Of life’s encounters; as a dream
Spiritus sanctus…..
Spiritus aeternus……
Where is the Spirit of the Age?
Is it redundant, cast aside?
Among its people, does it rage?
That it exists, yet it can’t hide
Spiritus sanctus……
Spiritus aeternus…..
Why is the Spirit of the Age?
Elusive in the lives we lead
Is it the price that we have paid?
Forsaking what we really need
Spiritus sanctus……
Spiritus aeternus…..
When is the Spirit of the Age?
As stealthily, and uncontrived
The child, then youth, becomes the sage
Whose wisdom knows that we’ve arrived
Spiritus sanctus…..
Spiritus aeternus….