there are infinite
different translations

and together they add up to one

one same story
in all different nations

one same Earth
one same Moon
one same Sun

in our infinite ways
we describe

knowledge
deeper than words
in the soul

in our languages
peoples and tribes

we remember the sky
as our home

Golden Egg
Shine behind the dark Forest
Bright child of the Earth

hey hey
it will be OK

someday
you will find your way

it might
not seem
like that tonight

it will be alright
just not today

I built a fortress for my soul
a place where no one else can go
to keep me safe from everyone
a place where I can be alone

but now that no one else is here
I am alone with all my fear
and in my fortress where I hide
there is a monster
deep inside

you are not the only one
who can bring love to me
there are a thousand rivers
I can follow to the sea

changing

maiden - mother - crone

threefold goddess
the same stone

tide to bring us
life and pain

and tide
to wash it all away

not me

apparently
no one

as far as I can see

reflections of reflections
no answers
just echoes of questions

sometimes I look inside my mind
to see what insights I can find

behind the light
with my eyes closed

to see if I can see

who knows