black then white are all i see in my infancy
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
lets me see
as below, so above and beyond, i imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason
push the envelope
watch it bend
over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind
withering my intuition, missing opportunities
and i must feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines
black then white are all i see in my infancy
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
lets me see
there is so much more and beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities
as below, so above and beyond, i imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason
push the envelope
watch it bend
over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind
withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind
feed my will to feel this moment, urging me to cross the line
reaching out to embrace the random
reaching out to embrace whatever may come
i embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired
to fathom the power
to witness the beauty
to bathe in the fountain
to swing on the spiral
to swing on a spiral
to...
swing on a spiral of our divinity and still be a human
with my feet upon the ground i move myself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in
i feel it move across my skin
i'm reaching up and reaching out
i'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me
whatever will be willed on me
and following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been
we'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been
spiral out... keep going
spiral o
