Black then white are all I see in my infancy
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
lets me see
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason
Push the envelope. Watch it bend

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines

Black then white are all I see in my infancy
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason
Push the envelope. Watch it bend

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line
Reaching out to embrace the random
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come

I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin
I´m reaching up and reaching out
I´m reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one´s been
We´ll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one´s been

Spiral out
Keep going, going...