born again from beams of light
that pulse in tantric gestures.
humbled by the cosmic faces
we curious, spacial creatures
dancing to indifferent drums
that dawn in new reality
drifting from one place to space
we yearn for new abilities.
speaking in the tounges of stars,
conversing with our energy
forever planted firm and strong
no where in this vicinity.
a little rough around the edges
we burn we crawl we strive
towards the constant feeling of
a universal life.
we are
children of the sun