On the wings of an angel let us fly with the lightning’s
Above the clouds all the way to the sun
Where the eye of eyes has opened gazing down on its children
Weeping within the womb of mother earth.
Sailing with the winds of changes let us dance
A tango of the forgotten warriors
From days before the fishes long ago within the mountains
On the fields of sand lost samurai measuring honor.
The uncontrollable dance of the divine
Within the flow of time, with each stream a face passes.
Eternally interwoven with one another.
In the end, being one and the same.
Children we are of the divine, of mother earth and father sky.
In their dance we thrive life after life.
Solely watching from behind our mask,
Yet the soul within it, knows the soul of all else.
As a fraternal guide on the path, just yet protective
The maternal is merciful yet soothing.
Not one can exist without the other
In this dance of live, on an earth living underneath a cosmos divine.
----written by me Lilly -----