Conscious Rising
Flair for me your wisdom, oh weeping willow tree
You look as though your might has fallen, hanging limp from limb
Cry for seeds of sacred trust that scattered 'cross the sea.
Reunite the shattered hopes for those who learn to swim
You look as though your might has fallen, hanging limp from limb
The sands of time have formed a desert 'round your holy roots
Reunite the shattered hopes for those who learn to swim
Dig for water 'neath the sand and you may bear your fruit
The sands of time have formed a desert 'round your holy roots
Cry for seeds of sacred trust that scattered 'cross the sea
Dig for water 'neath the sand and you may bear your fruit
Flair for me your wisdom, oh weeping willow tree
Copyright © Yoni Dvorkis | Year Posted 2009
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