Sharp eye
On the chipped slate
Tip of the arrow,
Aligned with the focus
Which words will draw into
The middle of worlds
Between love and war
Slender the needle
Which opens the door

Come out of your hiding
Each voice here is needed
The blossoming of
That which was seeded
Come into the light
Where your face can be seen
Dancing the song
Of the earth
Through your feet.

Sunlight has filtered
Through dark boughs of cedar
Weaving long rays
Of golden lit blades
Piercing the innermost
Limbs to discover
That sometimes what’s hidden
Can challenge the claim

Come out of your hiding
Each voice here is needed
The blossoming of
That which was seeded
Come into the light
Where your face can be seen
Dancing the song
Of the earth
Through your feet.

However the matter
Entangled attachment
Resourceful the dreamer
Who steps into passion
Enraptured the difference
Dissolve all the senses
An elegant turn of events
Just consider it.

Come out of your hiding
Each voice here is needed
The blossoming of
That which was seeded
Come into the light
Where your face can be seen
Dancing the song
Of the earth
Through your feet.