Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Looking Back at You (Track 7, 21st Century Writings)

You're sitting in the afterglow,
And you don't know which way to go,
As the things that you've been looking at,
Have caught up to you and now you're looking back
at your illusions.
You look around at the mystery,
At something that could possibly be beyond your comprehension.
I don't know if it's friend or foe,
And it's taking me down below,
Down beyond my existence.

The rhythm takes me down
I'm drawn down in the ground,
Down to the womb of all creation.
Eagle take me to the sun, as a child make me one,
One with all of creation.
For we are the children of the light,
Drawn together in the Night,
To seek our Freedom.

The coyote is facing me,
He makes me turn and see,
All the lies I've told myself,
And now I'm forced to finally see,
They they were all really me,
And the only difference that I've seen,
Is the separation created by me,
From myself and all of creation.

The bear it opens up my heart,
I hadn't expected this part.
For now I finally see it flowing out of me,
I can really see what is truth and what is illusion.
The shell of my existence falls,
And all of my well-made walls shatter and fall.
I am sitting on the ground naked and raw with my
emotions.

I'm drawn down from the sun,
the mother and I are one.
Her heart is inside of me, I stand in the center of
creation.
Her water flows from the center of my soul,
And I am drowned in the tears,
That have been created by all the years,
I've spent creating my own destruction.

The buffalo opens up the door,
To something I haven't felt before,
And I've been dropped down to my knees,
To find that life is really me,
And I am but all of creation.
the walls and shells are dust, and now it is I who
must,
See myself as a part of life, A living thing,
Knowing that the day will bring me closer
To my own salvation.

I surrender to the heat,
The fire and water meet,
they take me where I've never been,
At one with my fellow man, and all of life and its
living.
For now it seems that I'm finally free,
And now it seems it's up to me,
What I choose to see and feel,
And what I choose to be real and what to be illusion.

The door it opens to the sun,
And I no longer see anyone the way I did before,
Nothing is the same anymore,
For the world has shifted.
I stand in silence, look around,
Hold the pieces that I've found.
I wonder if you can tell, that my old world just fell,
For I am naked and living.

But as I look into your face,
I can see your mask is back in place,
And something that has been real for me,
You would try your best to steal,
The innocence that to me is so sacred.
not I turn and look away, for I no longer choose to
play,
The game you try to create for me,
For now I look and I can see,
That I am just the object of your headgames.

Now I rise and greet the dawn,
The earth and I are as one.
I hold the vision in my heart, and now I claim,
That I am part of life and its living.
I surrender to the visions and trust that they will show,
Me how to dance and where to go,
To find my own connections.

For I am a child of the light,
Walking out of my darkest night.
But now I'm standing straight and free,
All of creation is inside of me.
I see a brand new open door,
Life and death separate no more,
The veil from my eyes has been lifted,
For now I stand as my creator.

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