And is there a reason to be alive?
For what do we all strive?
As I look inside your eyes
As green as the gentle Goddess
Maybe I find my answers
I fall and tumble through some inner space
Crossing imaginary inner landscapes
Of such extraordinary colors and hues
Deeper and deeper I fall
Your hand still wrapped in mine
Your breathing like a rhythmic shaman’s drum
All is one and the outer is the inner
I travel your currents to source
And find myself there
Holding you in my arms