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My song is like a rushing stream
flowing out of my being;
its notes are atoms, molecules, matter
I turn and turn and turn,
and step by step
I let the music take my hand
Over fields and valleys,
with eagle and sparrow,
across rivers and seas,
I, my dear, am the One
I light your ways, your soul, your dreams
I welcome your joys and tears,
for both are mine

Let me catch a cloud for you
and to the last continent fly,
let me touch your hair, my dear,
for I care, I care, I care

I am the ant in the grass, the bee in the flower,
I am the nightingale that thrills in your ear
I am the One
I surround you but you don't notice
I am the strength in your limbs,
the stream of your life,
the energy of your thoughts
For you I live, and you with me

I cherish you like a whale cherishes the ocean
like spring cherishes the sun
I'll drench you with happiness:
a remembered dew
You are mine

Through riddles of time, and mental labyrinths
I'll follow you, never leaving you behind
I'll be the hint you catch in the air;
the scent of things past and new alike
There is no power, no bounds, no mind
that can measure me, for my dear, I am the One

Wood, stone, fur and skin;
all textures are mine
You bend and try to catch me;
lift your arms, shake your head
but in vain; I already belong to you

Out of me walk the gnomes,
fly the fairies, ride the warlocks
Out of bounds the infinity,
but still within me

My eyes are the snow that caps the trees,
my hand the night with no stars.
The fierce storms that lash the sea
are but the flexing of my arms

My smile is the children,
my laughter their laughter
Fathoms deep is my trust,
for my dear, I am the One

You like me: all those soft moods you cant explain
When I lull you to sleep I know where you go,
how far you will reach
Your dreams are magic seeds thrown at the void;
tendrils of colour, butterflies of light
Don't try to braid them; enjoy!

Your rebellion is the hand
that rearranging matter
forms creation

My caresses are different and alike;
a cat's tongue on your hand,
a baby's kiss, the touch of a man...

My embrace will be the cold outside,
to keep you warm near the ones you love
My calm is yours when you work hard,
when your back bends and your sweat falls
I soothe you when you walk,
when you look at beauty, when you smile

I listen to your fervent prayers
the ones that wear your knees out,
to your gossip and your pain
I love you through all your fears,
being I the greatest of them all

For my dear, man, woman or child,
animal, stone or plant:
You are me and mine, out of me you went
and return to me you shall...

(circa 1993)

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