THE LINES OF MY EARTH
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQYUiviwD-s
THE LINES OF MY EARTH – SIXPENCE NONE THE RICHER
“We must return to our primordial state of beingness, who we truly are, put our fears and Ego aside, then rebuild our understanding of love upon sincere and sustainable human virtues.”
― Joseph Rain
I went into the forest to scream
I thought the trees would understand
the vibration shook their ancient roots
they cried in golden leaves that fell to ground
I felt they understood
and how it was for me
they did not ask me questions
their canopy of comfort sheltered me
I entrusted all my secrets
carved into the etched and textured bark
interwove my life-lines within the trace of theirs
combined our spirits in the dark
the night had fallen in the aftermath
once the echoes of my cries died down
the trees bled their sweet-honeyed sap of life
as I shed the shroud that held me down
freer now than I had ever been
I could fly with night owls way up high
and sit upon the tallest branches
to wish upon the star-lit sky
the pinnacle of all desire
is desirous of the need
to be at one with all the earth
to feel; to love; to bleed
the gamut of our mortal emotions
I ran from the first time I breathed
and the lessons I learned kept getting stronger
the faster I ran; the more I perceived
now I sit silently in the darkness
emptied of my constant self
the science of my religion
the knowledge implanted within my mind
from the ancestral sliver of inherited skelf
the patterns repeated over and over
down through the ages we tread
needless, egotistical behaviour
had become our buttered bread
sustaining our greed and hunger; our need to justify
never satisfying our deeper feelings
giving vent until our exhausted veins grow dry
there is nothing in the darkness
that is not present in the light
no need to fear what we cannot see
no need to flee; no need to blight
the perfect imperfections held
within our souls; without
the secrets only we can know
are the ones we want to shout
they are the ones that pin us fast
and stuck in perpetual motion
a hamster wheel; a merry-go-round
jump off; set free emotions
cathartic actions speak louder now
than lips sewn tight with silvered threads
of lies and secret, harboured desires;
of heavy thoughts and dreads
lighten our hearts and free our souls
to float above the ether
look down; around; this is all we have
this one moment that will not last forever
live it well; cherish this time
for the second it is borne to be, is the second it will depart
and may never be repeated like the silent notes
played in the rhythm between the beats of our ever-loving hearts.
AP – Copyright remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission'
My artwork is a compilation of 3 of my photographs
THE LINES OF MY EARTH
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQYUiviwD-s
THE LINES OF MY EARTH – SIXPENCE NONE THE RICHER
“We must return to our primordial state of beingness, who we truly are, put our fears and Ego aside, then rebuild our understanding of love upon sincere and sustainable human virtues.”
― Joseph Rain
I went into the forest to scream
I thought the trees would understand
the vibration shook their ancient roots
they cried in golden leaves that fell to ground
I felt they understood
and how it was for me
they did not ask me questions
their canopy of comfort sheltered me
I entrusted all my secrets
carved into the etched and textured bark
interwove my life-lines within the trace of theirs
combined our spirits in the dark
the night had fallen in the aftermath
once the echoes of my cries died down
the trees bled their sweet-honeyed sap of life
as I shed the shroud that held me down
freer now than I had ever been
I could fly with night owls way up high
and sit upon the tallest branches
to wish upon the star-lit sky
the pinnacle of all desire
is desirous of the need
to be at one with all the earth
to feel; to love; to bleed
the gamut of our mortal emotions
I ran from the first time I breathed
and the lessons I learned kept getting stronger
the faster I ran; the more I perceived
now I sit silently in the darkness
emptied of my constant self
the science of my religion
the knowledge implanted within my mind
from the ancestral sliver of inherited skelf
the patterns repeated over and over
down through the ages we tread
needless, egotistical behaviour
had become our buttered bread
sustaining our greed and hunger; our need to justify
never satisfying our deeper feelings
giving vent until our exhausted veins grow dry
there is nothing in the darkness
that is not present in the light
no need to fear what we cannot see
no need to flee; no need to blight
the perfect imperfections held
within our souls; without
the secrets only we can know
are the ones we want to shout
they are the ones that pin us fast
and stuck in perpetual motion
a hamster wheel; a merry-go-round
jump off; set free emotions
cathartic actions speak louder now
than lips sewn tight with silvered threads
of lies and secret, harboured desires;
of heavy thoughts and dreads
lighten our hearts and free our souls
to float above the ether
look down; around; this is all we have
this one moment that will not last forever
live it well; cherish this time
for the second it is borne to be, is the second it will depart
and may never be repeated like the silent notes
played in the rhythm between the beats of our ever-loving hearts.
AP – Copyright remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission'
My artwork is a compilation of 3 of my photographs