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Withering and worried I walk the path,  

weeping and seeking to find a fair way.   

Up above the Sun burnt with its mighty wrath  

Lying dead in the dirt, my Will shall sway. 

Tired and torn with weary eyes, I wonder, 

How much more shall this burden weigh ?  

Chained to pain; both wild and fearful    

Pitiful effort lying dead in vain.  

The path is round; it turns and twists  

Going where ever it may,  

I reach no end, yet I have been here   

The same old fear, The same old way.   

The same old fear, the same old way. I'm  

Frightened to feel the familiar dismay.   

For this I fear. Yet   

my path is clear.  

There is no other way.

First came a thirst  

Then came the dust 

Both clawed my throat away. Yet 

There is no other way. 

There is no other way.  

And a Groan of tedium escapes me  

Startling the fearful,  

Is this a test? It has to be,  

Otherwise I cant go on.  

Draining patience, drain vitality this 

Paranoid Paralyzed vampire acts a little old.  

But I am still right here giving blood keeping faith.  

And I am still right here. But I am still right here,  

giving blood keeping faith. 

And I am still right here.  

Wandering around I begin to wonder at   

the rumbling thunder as the clouds turn gray. 

Tree, with shelter, shady shadow under, 

I find an answer to my wish and prays. 

I rest my head upon this trunk and my   

Shattered soul seeks to rest and to stay  

And I drop down then close my eye.  

Cannot go on today. 

And beneath this tree, as rest I sought  

and as on the brink of sleep I laid,     

Roared a voice through the depths of thought, 

and with my weak memory it played. 

Singing to me a song long forgotten 

and in a heavy soothing voice, it bade...  

...Choosing to be here,

right now,hold on,stay inside... 

This body.

This body holding me.

Be my reminder that I am not alone.

This body.

This body holding me, feeling eternal

All this pain is an illusion

We are choosing to be here,

right now, hold on, stay inside

This Holy Reality.

This Holy Experience.

And like a log in a stream I drift  

Off to sleep and in dreams I fade... 

 

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Lost somewhere in the dark, it seemed.  

Groping to find a way, it seemed .

Was a figure but, 

it was me ! 

Bare and barren was the sky 

And in the cold, there stood I 

Murmurs and whispers, 

All died. 

For it grew quiet. 

And a terrible silence behold ! 

A Terrible Silence ! 

And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping 

Beyond the shadow,there stood,he 

With wide eyes, both trembling and wild.  

And with a jolt of tremor, the sounds were all sucked dry! 

And there walked a lady we all know 

Who shined bright light and glowed. 

And a terrible silence behold ! 

A Terrible silence !  

The black sky bled blue. 

as the sun eased; warm and kind. 

Trees grew near, growing green and serene 

Spark of light in the eye shined. 

Cool and clam wind blew...

And through the womb of Silence came a sound. 

Faint and dim; but; it rose,a form it found. 

Far off and into the sky it was bound.  

The bugs,they hummed,from every where around. 

And the sound, it hung and found a position 

For the womb which was ever around,

Gave rise to some more sound. 

Gentle it was, and it had grace 

hinting of an ocean someplace. 

And it gave birth to a desire for motion...  

  

Bewildered I, journeyed upon a path 

Between epic trees and besides an ocean. 

In the wind,the hum of insects lay 

Upon the humble, rumbles of the ocean. 

And the sounds...

They made me wonder

For they drew, as they grew, from the very few

and were split asunder. 

And as I walked, I found 

that from every where around 

There came more and more sound. 

A hum from here, A strum from there 

Vigorous voices everywhere. 

And the womb which was ever around. 

gave birth to more and more sound. 

Amidst the voices, a lone note I found 

and the sounds, they, grew profound 

Not a sound, nor a note ! A tune it was ! 

Up and down,here then there; it moved across 

In the wind and among the sounds it flew 

Yet grew in strength and with rhythm it blew 

And then rose in pitch as the tune grew merry 

but not one, nor two, there were tunes too many. 

Far-off from up above, right to the ground 

Tunes, they merged and a harmony they found 

For each had a mate and danced in a Rhythm 

They moved and swayed and the ocean swayed with'em 

And rose in grandeur,

A graceful great Melody !

But like the tune, a mate it sought as, 

twirling and spinning, it grew in splendor ! 

Spreading its grace everywhere around. 

a mate, a Rhythm and then Music it found. 

Music weaved its waves like a wild sea  and  

Greener grew the trees, mild and grand, at ease 

and flooded with joy and bliss, the heart laughed loud 

And the forests they, echoed with laughter. 

Connected were the tunes, with love and compassion 

A sea sure it was ! But the sea of Ecstasy. 

And the womb which was ever around 

Gave birth to more and more sound 

And songs, like spells, were spilled around. 

As came the sound of a magical Music ! 

It differed in temper, it differed in grace. 

Euphoric it was and grand and thrice great. 

Yet all of its tunes sought to bind and to mate. 

The music that was, and the music that came 

Fell in rhythm and danced in harmony 

The tunes, they merged, the waves they clashed 

Disunited they were, but one they became. 

And the music rose in splendor 

To its extremes had it ascended 

and it really made me wonder 

and it really made me wonder 

And the womb which was ever around 

Gave birth to more and more sound.....

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Beat upon beat upon beat 

With wild and rapid fury 

tremendously smote, the sounds. 

The ocean roared with a rage   

the sky thundered in rampage 

The music monstrously shook the ground and. 

reverberated everywhere around. 

Born was a roar in the pit of my belly

and beat upon beat upon beat, 

Beat the heart against the chest 

The trees, they prayed, the path, it swayed

but beat upon beat upon beat

rose the Music against the rest. 

And a terrible Silence behold !

A terrible Silence !

But bursting through the womb it came ! 

Came back the Music. Mighty and Divine

Beat upon beat upon beat it came !

The Music was mighty. The Music was Divine.