A look inside the eyes
Of an ancient God
And seeing a Black Cat
Teaching you to be true.
A Moon that shows you
A way of feeling...
Inside that strange being.
That is not a name,
Or even a dream...
Just a seeing behind the meaning,
A temple outside the knowing,
A sensing without an old concept...
Of something that has not being.
That is not a name,
Or even a dream...
A dance with the Gods
When spinning of joy,
Listening the chant
of thunder and honey
Showing me the way...
To that vast Milky place
Where the mind does not
Came with fake...
That is not a name,
Or even a dream...
Just a seeing behind the meaning,
A temple outside the knowing,
A sensing without an old concept...
Of something that has not being.
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