Tipareth

The darkness cuts into the mountain slope
The deaf deer drinks water from the stream
A wind of change sweeps the valley clean
Hides the angel wine in the hidden cellar...
 
The horse gallops across the mental plane
Stars lined up to point the soul horizon
The lay of the land shapes natures face
Love of balance scales the evening tide...
 
A pitcher of water pours over the initiate's mind
Mystic flowing spell washing the head of fear
The holy dove of spirit flies through the new heart
A moment exaltation bring communion with the son...
 
The acoustic mentor releases a riddle to be sung
Seated earthen stones line up in spinal placement
A flowing fountain rages during compressing engagement
No one tells the bumble bee that it can't fly...

Hexagons pull into sight as cameras flare the sun
The shape of light in our soul forms the nature of the heart
Manifesting color consciousness into the spectrum we see
Then sail the light across into the mental blue sea...