Release me
into this cosmic womb.
Drift as the wind
to the peaks of your mind.
Rain down emotions
like storms on your fields.

My spiritual ritual
is like kindle to my fire.
Our thoughts merge
and the glory is shown!
The spirit of this unity has me flushed!

However, I am led astray.

Alone is where I can breathe.

Sacrifices must be made for society,
in order to survive within it.

I can't confirm that I'll conform to the social norm.
Let alone find a kingdom of my own,
But when I let go of that,
that is when I achieve transcendence.

Nothing special,
the One has no defined form.
It is the most fundemental.
The essence..

I want to jive with that somehow.

I should've guessed, I should've known.
If there's a lightning, thunder will come.

That I was a guest, this wasn't my home,
but I was just too afraid to be alone.

Winds might change after tomorrow
and the sea my pain could somehow swallow.

But today there's this mountain of sorrow,
that blocks the sun, and makes me feel hollow.