So Many Moods

so many moods the mystic mountains
light reflecting sparkling fountains
dancing beams of light they rush
from morning dew amidst the hush

of forests green and soaring skywards
canyons deep streams rushing my words
cannot touch the feelings felt
conjure not the spirit melt -

skin to air with breezes blowing
mind to heart inside we're flowing
from before to what will come
while in the now we all are one

electric field as we all flicker
rarified and sometimes thicker
energy surging through our veins
we rise up from all our pains -

we rise up while we are spinning
around around we lose, we're winning
close to death we're close to life
close to letting go the strife

in every day, in every evening
pirouetting souls believing
there is something more to come
we're at the start, we've just begun -

so many moods the mystic mountains
light reflecting sparkling fountains
dancing beams of light they rush
from morning dew amidst the hush...