Sunday, February 14, 2010

Open yourself to the first celebration, open your eyes to the joy and pain.
Life is the fruit of your own creation, every new birth is a soul regained.
Drinking my life from a silver fountain, sweet water running to the cold salt sea.
Old man moon on white-top mountain, sound of the wind singing dreams for me.
Follow your heart like a flying stallion, race with the sun to the edge of the night.
Form your truth like a gold medallion,
dance in the circle of the love and the light.
Love is everywhere, I see it, you are all that you can be, go on and be it.
Life is perfect, I believe it, come and play the game with me.



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