I am the witness to the dark soul-journey
I am the dead leaves you have painfully shed
And the still-green leaves, reminder of spring.
I have been the soul in search of its power
The bearer of darkness not understood
Yet with openings enough to let in the light.
I know that this dream is vital and tangible
Yet deeper than I will ever fathom
I know that I must answer its call.
I sing of initiation, of setting sail on the night journey,
To die and so to grow.
The bearer of darkness not understood
Yet with openings enough to let in the light.
I know that this dream is vital and tangible
Yet deeper than I will ever fathom
I know that I must answer its call.
I sing of initiation, of setting sail on the night journey,
To die and so to grow.
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