When we come to this world we are fresh and powerful, beautiful and naive. The harsh reality teaches us and many get broken ... At the same time there are inner places and states of mind of eternal beauty and flourishing feelings of love and knowledge. To stop in the middle of a day and become conscious that what seems to be the burdon of our life is merely a constructed illusion has the potential to heal the hurt and anger we think we can't avoid ...
Turn the Stone
So we wait, for that day to come
When our hearts arise, from all pain and grief
Strong we stood, at the dawn of life
Had no harm to fear, life went on and on
When we were bold and the world was to gain
Everyone could see – we were gods
Everyone could feel – pure abundance
Sharing our dreams – magic moments
Shining on and on, like crazy diamonds
Turn the stone, turn the stone
But soon: knock knock, we were bound to be
To be all we need, to comply to the game
Some just broke, and some fought back
Neither one escaped, but still we are what we feel
Fight forever – conquer pain
Till its over – nil to gain
Break our bodies – rape our minds
Drown in evil – endless rain
Sons and daughters – joy and pain
Same old story - new again
Live and love and learn and burn
Till we leave this world again
Don't give up, we're here to grow
Only love can melt the stone
Long for reason – lose your mind
Endless searches – walk the line
Cry for love – and ache in pain
Win and lose – and start again
Break our bodies – rape our minds
Once you’ve been there
You can‘t forget
All shades of sound
Still echo in your head
Sweet emotion
As sweet as it gets
Frees your body
From any dreads
Love is all
A cosmical delight
Your free soul
Will surely be all right
Free and floating
Through the cosmic haze
Between the galaxies
Eternally amazed
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No scurrility
Can touch you when you're gone
No infraction
Can hurt you when you‘re one
Back in the body
Turn your head and then
Face mortality
And turn the stone again
Turn the stone
Turn the stone
There’s no stone to turn
Turn the stone
Turn the stone
There’s no stone to turn,
my friend
Still we fear, for that day to come
When our heartbeat stops, and we fade into grey
All will die, was it all in vain?
There’s no one to say, but we try ...
© SUPERDRAMA, Robert Stein-Holzheim 02/2008 + 02/2010