Mandala - Ego Likeness

It all began in sand and dreams

I was blind but there was nothing to see

It all began with prayer and praise

But there was nothing new written on the wall that day

It all began with fear and falling

With wings on fire, I can tell that something’s burning

I can tell that something’s burning

And it all began here

It all began when I followed the line

Now broken down, my hope that ended

With this, fall to the ground now

So broken and my home is empty

With this cold inside, this rage

And I am old and slaves are bought and sold for gold

And that means nothing to me now

That means nothing to me

In these soft spaces

In these stone fields

In these high places

I will heal

What may be revealed now

What may be shown

What may be spoken now

What may be known

These things once locked in silence

Now return to me

These things once locked in silence

Now return to me

Stoned and sold and left for dead

In a circle held in place in time

And if I choose to fall again

At least I know the choice is mine

At least I know this voice is mine

At least I know the choice is mine

At least I know this voice is mine

What may be revealed now

What may be shown

What may be spoken now

What may be known

These things once locked in silence

Now return to me

These things once locked in silence

Now return to me