Where is the mover... wind?
The sustenance… water, earth and sun?
The sustenance… water, earth and sun?
Where is the celebration
for which the soul is free to dance?
for which the soul is free to dance?
They are silent to us
as we are silent and deaf to them.
as we are silent and deaf to them.
In the rage of the undying flames,
the scorching heat of the sun,
the devastating winds and the waters that flood,
our own rage and destruction are reflected back to us.
When will we come home?
When will we find harmony with ourselves
and the earth from which we come?
and the earth from which we come?
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