Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Cycles ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Cycles... cycles...cycles...

I am tired of weeping and ready for sleeping when the time so surely does appear

Times have been tough I need all of your all's love

And so close I need you each near

I keep on trying to push away that help so offered

So I can be miserable and all alone

It seems this disease of death is contagious and alone I should keep it

Until in time I turn to stone

Then ashes to ashes or dust to dust we return and cycle back through

No matter what any of this means in the final product

I have best shared my love completely with each and all of you

Today so thankful for love in my life

And healing as you each help me to further refine what it is that exactly is me

You lift this old spirit and breathe life deep back within it

It is this spirit within thankful to you each that finally I may from myself now be

Set free, set free...

Dear Lord keep me out of my own way may I now thrive as I pray...

Again and at last set free...

Let me now at peace and in this vessel remain a worker of good and performing your deeds...

From myself at last set free...

Set free...

Set free

The ego passes and falls away from this vessel

Now finally perfect a craft

Set free