We ride rainbows in the sky,
dreams dreams of days gone by…
Sing rhythms with meaningful beats,
drink the favor of eternal peace…
We wish on stars and blue moons,
become drenched by love’s monsoon,
bask on grasslands all day long,
join the gathering of heaven’s throng…
We whisper secrets in the darkness,
feel the intensity of being incarnate…
And when the flavor of life gets bland,
we collapse into
gentle hands…
And let color return to the spaces,
where once
there was
complete stasis…
declaring life to
our higher selves,
from the heart where divinity dwells…
