Where
you’re deep down in the water,
Time
isn’t time, it’s peace,
Light
isn’t as wide, its fast
No
wolves upon no fleece.
Wild
angelic enchantments
and
magical faerie rides,
Down
here in the waters,
High
up with the Daughter’s,
And
steeds and Deeds and Love again,
That
makes our hearts burst in us,
Thank
you Earth where I was
This
day when we wake to see Truth again,
Wakes
our eyes wide - shut up there,
In
the air where it is bare,
There
eyes closed to reality,
Asleep
in a world that’s air
The
place no heart has known before,
Or
experienced as reality,
My
mind IS really my body,
Like
science IS spirituality
For
the body is the Being,
That
the heart wishes to be,
And
won’t it bring on quite a smile
When
I see my heart IS me?
And
where is the mind in that?
What
is it? Huh? What do you speak?
You
complicate things defiantly
For
the mind is into it, see?
So
enchanting is this world inside,
You
can only imagine it,
Fairies
and pixies and sprities,
With
tiny winged bodies,
That
sing and sing like birds with joy,
Yet
in a totally different song,
That
can really lure the sailor,
Out
on a journey long
As
the Leonard priest has told us,
Only
drowning men can see,
He
that walked on water
From
the sea can set them free,
For
only those that take the dive,
Finally
catch the glimpse,
The
wisdom drowned and we are slaves,
‘Til
again rocked in his limbs.
Why
don’t we speak his name?
Aren’t
we strange to write J.C.?
Have
we forgotten the home from where we came?
And
there Big Bro is he.
So we’ve always had to be,
Forty,
married and with penee,
Or
fear did we it’s power strong?
Scared
in our right and wrong
And
see us the Light with which She sees
Afraid
to be small next to her ease?
The
lure was not for her at all,
So
why keep it all away?
From
the XX land, whose quiet voice
Has
stayed in what we say.
Glory
to watch it rise again,
In
Love may we stand beside?
Hear
the sounds of sirens again,
Catch
a star and take a ride.
Even
though the sound’s so strong
There’s
quiet when it’s heard,
And
you’re no longer broken-winged,
You’re
a swimming with the herd.
With them all about you,
You
send your thoughts about you,
Cause
you can see them travel,
Along
the wires of your mind,
Cut
a long time ago,
So
you could forget your time.
That
time before the beginning,
before
the other rhyme,
Now
harder and faster and rainier,
But
what is really rain?
So
you might feel what you’re not,
Life
is hard and pain.
It deals deeds not loveable,
It
is out of control,
So
destined to be until the time,
when
it’s steps out of the rhyme
With
reason we call it from these depths,
Everything
really matters,
And
labor you to take your breath,
Or
walk through you the door of death.
Hear
at last the shocking word,
The
heart breaks one time more,
And
mends where once was tore,
Lift
up your eyes, feel what’s in store
As
struggle will be done,
Finally
I see just who I AM,
The
Many and The One.
