01. Awakening Movement

15. Searching




lost in a cold dark sleep

I push on space-time walls

which hold me in this dream

One relative space and time...



I ride through this night

accelerating my motion

my life to the balancing point

where I move fast as space-time...



I catch the world and it stops

alongside rider, I see through it

open gates in higher realms

above the reflection dream...



power winds blow down on me

calling my being into their arms

their embrace vibrating my being

consciousness is shaken from the sleep...



separated in endless dream corridors,

interfaces falling between us,

the walls around you are a dream

power winds can step us up beyond

and we will be One...



(c) Winter 1976 Ron Bracale All Rights Reserved

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