Primal Sense

It is all in perspective and learning to look with new eyes.

Pick up the eagle feather
and come soar with me.
Attain the light side of the twilight cloud.

Run silent the leafy paths
and come hunt with me.
Look through the eyes of the deer.

Stand beneath the many fingered streams
and come cry with me.
Be cleansed of yesteryear.

Hear with the heart of the wise ones
and come learn with me.
Find strength in the grounded acorn.

Sip the dawning dew
and come feast with me.
Taste the essence of life.

Breathe in the thunder of the storm
and come dance with me.
Seek yourself in the shade of the rainbow.