Tapping into the unseen,
where the energy flows,
fluidity, congruity, into a higher society...
The drumbeat moves through bare feet,
where it meets a current in the heart-
Creates a spark,
illumination-
Burning in the bodies of the wisest souls to walk the earth,
Carrying the truth in a glance of the eye,
healing the disfunctional results of a mislead culture-
throwing off negative vibrations,
pounding out yet new creations...
Life seeking to express the truth-
through a group of moving souls--
using bodies to diplay, to play
molding from clay
the highest efforts of conscious evolution...
The movement of mankind
through the elements of the earth,
the mother of our birth-
To which we return,
these bodies on loan...
Yet the truths we discover,
the ground we cover,
is not lost in the wind...
but carried in the hearts of our friends,
passed on from kin to kin,
and always, always, held within...