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By Indi Riverflow | August 28, 2011

When Devi divided, slicing the pie
Yearning to look Herself in the Eye
Knew She existed, but had no clue why
Chaos gave birth to the Earth and the sky
One became Three so perspective could be
We’re still trying to solve the mystery

Creating, Sustaining, Destroying
Particles and galaxies dance in the ring
A track propelling every single thing
Spherical hymn the whole Cosmos sings
Orbit around the sound to find your voice
Up or down is a matter of your choice

[Chorus 1]
We gather with the motive of motion
Bound to the spiral of devotion
Waving our soiled laundry in the air
Wondering if anyone really cares
Measuring success by the shadows we cast
Energy equals music times crowd squared

Been dying forever, so hold your tears
Heart beating every hundred million years
Even stars burn out and their planets sear
Time aplenty to disappear the fear
Dreamer awakens stirred and shaken
Reborn to remind nothing’s mistaken

Looping the story till we get it right
Each almost identical but not quite
Black created from the lack of white
We’re born from light loving all that we fight
Find relief from the bondage of belief
Crystals of freedom from ancestors’ grief

[Chorus 2]
We brew ourselves from the pot of potion
Generated by heat of emotion
Praying to ensnare a match for our pair
Wondering if anyone else is really there
Measuring success in units of happiness
Energy equals mind times consciousness squared

Where you’re coming from is where you go
Smashing rocks alter the river’s flow
What charts and graphs can never show
The butterfly’s wind from ages ago
Guided the planting of a given seed
Up to you if it is fruit or a weed

The magnitude of magic we possess
Is beyond our ability to assess
The sum of life is no more and no less
Enemies you curse and kindred you bless
No matter what is found on your quest
Only you can decide if you passed the test

[Bridge]
Grab hold your fortune, give it a good whirl
World’s your oyster, but don’t swallow the pearl
Rhyming roads gyre and gimbal in the waves
All flimsy are the borrowed node maps we save.

[Chorus 3]
We spring from the oil of the ocean
Strings gifted with strange locomotion
Life isn’t real and life isn’t fair
Wondering why in the hell we are here
Measuring success in instants of yes
Evolution equals memory times change squared

OM Shakti Shanti OM

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