where does the time go?
i hear the chime of a wind chime in the wind
does this mean im here? am i really here
am i really home? am i really free to be myself at last?
it cant be this easy, just sit on a computer and see who you are
im not sure that even computes in my mind
that i can sit here and live another life
does the one you live feel real to you?
it seems my mind is burdened but where is it from?
i know but i cant tell is it that or is it this?
something makes sense in the wind
just relax and let the air carry you away to a place
that seems fine
let the wind soar you high and let the feet of your heart
dangle over the edge of life
and start living
be free and live
is this living?
wow i didnt see that coming
this is life, im in it, are you in it?
there is a distant home
waiting to be seen, but this one here
is it enough to be felt? or must it be loved
i know you, your mind wants more, it cant have enough
thats not you though, you’re okay and not enough is
a state of mind, there is more and when you find love,
you have it, then it comes again and again then
it wants more, there in you is what you’re after
the love of being all you are, in you is love.
you can love, you can love, yes you, you can and will be loved
you are a state of mind that love of yours im speaking to you
that is waiting to happen, the intrinsic yet explicit conformity of your
love to be willed in to being, you are waiting to happen, when you find
you, you are found by love, without love you wont be around for long
love is god, he’s looking for you, when you find him or are found
by him let him know you are his, he’s yours and when we are found
together, then we are forever in unity, this is love,
one with god one with yourself one with love.