lines on a page fall
as past dreams flash my head
ancient nostalgia within
a seed before the sun

in the pyrimids
or flying high above
ancient soul
one soul
with all
child of the sun
i remember thee
you are so real to me
i am thee

high over the mountains or in the dessert of dreams
my dreams everywhere they take me
over rivers
and to vast seas
showing me how old we are

memories fail to detail the beauty of this tale
but experience of love
experience of feeling
ancending
o how divine is the breath in the hour we rest
any hour , anywhere
across eternity together
inlove with love
we see each other

listen to the sound of the eternal candle light
in the eternal present
into total awareness ,
be the flame within the light of the sun
you are one
dont limit the full power
of your creation
infinite is the size of your potential