In the background of my life a moon has hung

In the background of my life a moon has hung,
Blood red and brilliant,
Guiding my way
Forewarning me,
Forearming me.

Trailing the footsteps of misfortune,
Strength flourishes,
Love binds,
And the whistling of autumn’s winds
                    Bring me back again

In the distance I see my destination,
I walk forward,
A thousand steps behind me,
A thousand more to go,
              The vastness just grows.

The power of Jah,
And the strength of Gaia
Whisper to me:
                    “You must let go”

I try to deny,
Pleading truth has changed
But once again I am reminded
                “There are no walls to cling to when you die”

The shadows dance,
The rain comes down hard,
And the melody of mystery calls my name,
                    “We must live each day as if it’s going to be our last”

So my fingers loosen,
My muscle relax,
I allow myself to fall onto the petals of the lotus of liveliness
And find the will to continue on,
Through the turning seas,
Until I am needed no more.