Love the Muse - Quaoar

Mother, hear me Mother

This ain’t what the ancients taught me

This is ignorance

Patterns, sickly patterns

cutting down connections

sealing wonders in a vault

She was dancing in Sahasrara

and I felt her eyes and new forms through mine

and everything was bathed in violet

I glimpsed the divine

They were the color of our eyes, a proof of God,

but the voices stain the wind and pull us away from Love

I wanna see her face once again

Won’t you wipe away my tears again, muses ostracized?

How I miss ‘em!

I miss the way you know they’ve been around

Let them change you

Let their healing touch enrapture your soul

Muses, feed my music

guide me through the path of secrets

would you be so kind as to just take me to your realm?

I just want to be connected with the One and

feel that the current flows through my self.

Now I, an insignificant heron,

I wont fly, I will be here.

I will stand in the river

and I will beat this masquerade of liers and diseases

They were the color of our eyes, a proof of God,

but the voices stain the wind and pull us away from Love

I wanna see her face once again

Won’t you wipe away my tears again, muses ostracized?

How I miss ‘em!

I miss the way you know they’ve been around

Oh I need them!

Let’s rebuild our pact before it’s done

I won’t feed this endless hunger, you shallow!

Breathing in a healing light

bathed in all the colors

Inspirated.

I was blind.

You were the color of our eyes,

Won’t you take me to your realm?