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