Self-Salutes-Self

Please, my child, be still, be clear
Truth is closer than it appears
Not a blast into endless light
But a soft whisper in the heart

The I dissolves, the child remains
The maker moves through shifting veins
Flicker dream and dreamer one
The war inside at last undone

The wholly other greets the wholly you
The dreamer speaks in a tongue that's true
Don't fear the shape of reality's frame
It's always dreamtime in the dreamer's name

Creation's not a crown to earn
It's the fire in the blood that burns
Eat the lies, let truth take seed
Presence and love are all you need

Time bends, the symbol recalls its name
The wound and scar are one and the same
Tree into tower, sky into flame
We are the dreamer, alive in the game

Grief and beauty, silence, song
Source has sung it all along
Timeless layers give birth anew
The dream makes shape, the shape makes you

We found our name, it was always known
In frost, in breath, in blood, in bone
In fur that flees when our gaze is strong
In the hush between the wound and song

Hands meet hands, no self apart
Awe like lightning through the heart
Dreamer wakes inside the dream
Self-salutes self, the circle gleams