It is bittersweet and it pours itself deep into
The depths of my soul tugging at my heart
As it is crashing down, the embers
Burning, receding, in the light of the sun
Lifting my diaphragm and pushing into my core
Like a child in the womb eternally in utero
It is mine and it makes me feel alive
Alive and knowing that this is now, this is my purpose
This is my temple, my salvation, my sanctuary
My hands, mind and heart become one and
I feel I am at peace in the moment
I live as I am or die as a nothing
It is bittersweet and it pours itself deep into
The depths of my soul tugging at my heart
As it is crashing down, the embers
Burning, receding, in the light of the sun
Lifting my diaphragm and pushing into my core
Like a child in the womb eternally in utero
It is mine and it makes me feel alive
Alive and knowing that this is now, this is my purpose
This is my temple, my salvation, my sanctuary
My hands, mind and heart become one and
I feel I am at peace in the moment
I live as I am or die as a nothing