When Dusk has drunk his last sip of day And nights slips in like a silken whisper, A single flame to light the way.
When the frantic running catches up, may you succumb. When all is left are desperate prayers Sent to brazen skies, may you listen.
I'll meet you here, In the heart of silence.
We hold these bodies, Unsure of what is us Or what is the universe around us, Dancing stardust.
And what do the ocean waves take and what do they leave? What is ours to hold or to grieve? To let go of, or to retrieve?
Surrendered unto the Wisdom of this Earth.
I'll meet you here in the heart of silence, The place Where life rests her wary bones, And truth reveals her gentle song, Where wisdom and knowing slowly wrap themselves around you, the pulse flows soft and strong,