Looking at life, through a cracked mirror lens.
Unable to see straight, or even make sense.

Careful routines, packed with danger inside.
Just outside, all of the lines, you must ride.

Repairing the cracked lens, that you see through.
Is accepting yourself, and loving just you.

Receiving the greatest, gift in this life.
means stop all self judgements, they cut like a knife.

Honestly let go of things from your past.
Denying the lies, brings truth forth at last.

This life takes you no where, you don't want to go.
So buckle your seat belt, and enjoy the show.

Not showing anyone, hiding what I am.
Only works so long until it puts me in a jam.

Closed off from feelings, heart locked away.
Out of touch with the love received, unable to make it stay.

Knowing that letting, my true self be seen.
Will change the way I'm looked at and awaken the machine.

Opening up myself, to help those along.
Not able to close now, I have to be strong.

Taking a chance, showing just you.
Letting you know that all things can be new.

Convergence of light, more every day.
Will show you the path, to find the middle way.

The Shaman’s life lonely, troubled since youth.
Seeing through lies, means speaking the truth.

The knowledge of both sides, time and again.
Repeating of patterns, understanding of zen.

The more that you know, the higher you go.
When all is in place your perception will grow.

Traveling by foot, many years spent alone.
Forgetting oneself is the shaman’s keystone.

Our Hero’s past life has been slowly washed away.
Unable to show faith, or be a part of the fray.

Growing in strength, she filled all with fear.
Repelling their lies, had her trust disappear.

All she struck down, had nowhere to hide.
Igniting her rage from the wrongs felt inside.

The Hero had learned, what the Shaman held dear.
People are afraid of those having no fear.

Be true to yourself wiping worries away.
Changing perceptions to find the middle way.

Light creates prisms, lost in your eyes.
Able to see through your well made disguise.

Careful thoughts bring many aspects alive.
Converging on times where we begin then to thrive.

Seeing all people connecting with me.
Showing the ways, in which to be free.

Use all your laughter and warmth felt inside.
releasing your shame and the pain that you hide.

Stop all the noise, as it clutters your mind.
With quiet comes peace, replacing energy in kind.

It never lasts long, before it starts up again.
Stop all engagement, to bring out your Zen.

Problems of people, you shouldn't have cared.
Focus on love so your friendship is spared

Some moments take long and some moments go fast.
Remaining inside you from first to the last.

Do not make waste of this time you posses.
Pinching and grinding your wealth to excess

Regretting your picks, is the price that you pay.
Unable to feel love or find the middle way.

If trapped in the reality that this false matrix shows.
Its grip on you loosens, as the light in you grows.

Deceptions more visible, seeing through lies.
showing how this world looks, without its disguise.

People make choices, some good, and some bad.
The ones that choose poorly, seen as making us mad.

Seeing each other, looking inside
Finally finding out, that there is no divide

Experience and connection, is the why that we’re here.
Finding service to others, is what need be held dear.

At dawn, it all started, tree to tree lickidy split.
Awakening to a squirrel’s perception, is today’s current bit.

Knowing which nuts to find by, the taste that’s in the air.
Up and down, running all around, without even a care.

Feeling direction into everything, connected to all I see.
Being attached to all of this, is what makes this squirrel free.

Time runs fast through this perception, stretching out my time.
Feeling no fear, doesn’t matter what happens, or how high that I climb.

Running on a program, that’s coded right to my strand.
Knowing just what I should do, takes place inside a gland.

The world seen through these eyes, playing squirrel for a day.
Gaining perceptions needed, to find the middle way.

Feathers and leaves dancing, wind in the sky.
Sparks reconnected, without even a try.

The moment you knew, is the moment I saw.
Creating together, without even a flaw.

Stronger and brighter, becoming so tight.
Faith in each other, without stirring a fight.

Our colors once separate, begin now to run.
Giving us depth, without weighing a ton.

Aligning ourselves, to be on God's path.
Achieving salvation, without any wrath.