As Above, So Below

A breath — a moment couldn’t take it.

A smile — your face couldn’t fake it.

A dream — a vision couldn’t make it.

We are all particles of life.

Extend your hand to reach the obvious.

The image planted in your eyelids.

A second guess, a need to focus

To find the secret deep inside.

Our wheels forever stuck in motion.

Disoriented human notion

Won’t satisfy your own devotion

To all the particles of life

Identic figures are inverting.

The mind’s perspective is a strong point

Connecting purpose to the Yang and Ying.

Unlock the mysteries inside.

Clocks ticking, sounding harmony

From left to right in perfect union.

The rhythm softly manifesting

Inside all particles of life.

Is presence all that really matters?

Strongly posed — no face, no gender.

Basic human interaction

Revealing mysteries deprived.

You hit the floor, a wound will grow.

You tell a lie, the truth will show.

Deserving fate as cause unfolds

Within the particles of life.

She falls down, down, down.

Through the earth and out the other side

Among the bodies that walk

With heads downward to the sky.

Return to the earth,

Away from tangled nature.

Down down down again.

She searches through her mind for her garden.

Take the answer’s failure to describe

Simplified delusions.

Taste the yearning underneath her skin.

Liberation within.

As above, so below.

A proposal in reverse!

Consume the flesh of progress.

She contemplates surrender

At the bidding of the conclave.

She falls back into herself.

Down down down.

Take the answer’s failure to describe

Simplified delusions.

Taste the yearning underneath her skin.

Liberation within.

The words from all your stories bind me.

A selfless mirror used to blind me.

When no reaction can deny me

The secret deep within your mind.

Your very weakest bone I’ll follow

To fight the reason of the hollow.

Self-loathing creature of tomorrow

Inside the particles of life.

A breath — a moment couldn’t take it.

A smile — your face couldn’t fake it.

A dream — a vision couldn’t make it.

Clocks ticking, sounding harmony

From left to right in perfect union.

Identic figures are inverting.

Our wheels forever stuck in motion.

Disoriented human notion.

You hit the floor, a wound will grow.

You tell a lie, the truth will show.

As above, so below.