dreams brush the edge of reality
hearts beat upon the feathered wings of yesterday
i remember and select my memories
life is beauty not a tragedy
the sun is blinding, shining right in front of me
i celebrate the rays as they warm my body
blood and bone regrow from cells
all is well and all is sound
the ringing bells remember our origins
indivisible cells dividing infinitely
instantly the salutations sound
for our ancestors are never found in their silent forms
but only loud and with warnings do they cry out
make the most of the offerings we have laid out
sacrifice the ****** to the gods
forgotten ways to worship when the times are hard
i speak spacious whisperings
select the fragile and rarest offerings
see my friends are making time for me
to become the lion’s royalty
soaring high as an eagle
reaching for tree tops to make our nests
in cliffs and peaks so radical
we are magical creatures created by the goddess
our selves resonate beyond the spheres
so have no fear to speak clearly
and be seen in all your radiant majesty