Desert stream
Desert stream desert flower
How do you live with the shadowed tower
Of the mighty Brandenburg where
All is listened too and everything is heard
From eons and eons and eons hence
We build up walls and an elegant fence
To protect us from our primal selves
And and put Mr Neanderthal on the shelf
We are not animals anymore
We are a sophisticated selves
that live in doors
And in our desire to. brandish the sword
We have cut a vital umbilical cord
Our true selves bleeding out
While the exterior is plump and stout
We all suffer from nature deficit disorder
Afraid to develop geography much broader
Fearsome of what lies beneath
The fractured mask begins to leak
And stream tears of true connection
Sat deep in resurrection
Sitting grounded connect with earth
An invitation to second birth
Yes I am born again I scream from on high
Born into earth wind water and sky
Naked skin in waters sacred
The internal self knows what it is made with
Breath in love exhale shagrin
Given permission to rebegin
Exposed vulnerable for all to see
But more important I am vulnerable to me
Allow the skip and step of rock
The risk of fall the risk of stop
But as I embrace the natured self
I slow down the need to prove myself
Just allow the world to be
Allow myself to wonder free
