Listen, heart
Listen close, listen
To the melancholy
Melody of your own voice
I am weary
Of my own dreaming
I am tired of waiting
So this time I'm leaping
I reach
Beyond myself to see
What I find, beyond my mind, there is no time
In this place beyond my sight
My heart knows
What is not yet seen
I'm witnessing my own becoming
Lash myself to the
Mantle of my desire I will
Turn from its temptations
But the wanting takes me higher
I am hurting
Oh, I am not yet born
I am the mother and the father
Of what is not yet known
I reach
Beyond myself to see
What I find, beyond my mind, there is no time
In this place beyond my sight
My heart knows
What is not yet seen
I'm witnessing my own becoming
Darkness surrounds me
I scratch, I struggle, I breathe
And I'm reaching
Beyond myself to see
What I find, beyond my mind, there is no time
In this place beyond my sight
My heart knows
What is not yet seen
I'm witnessing
I reach
Beyond myself to see
What I find, beyond my mind, there is no time
In this place beyond my sight
My heart knows
What is not yet seen
I'm witnessing my own becoming