what desparate world we lives in, we choose to believe in pure coincidents for our blessings and curses, and totally ignore the great divine that put us in the world..."I see the morning glory, It winds upon the tree, It tells the untold story of how things were meant to be
You saw the universe, Caught up in desperate dreams, You came and changed the ending, Changed it to save my fate
You led the revolution, You left your legacy, Embraced the struggle, in the face of mortality, I know I'm not alone in this, Help me believe
I can be free from this place
Beautiful Healer, Beautiful Grace
Help me to see, Everything fall into place, Wake me from dreaming, No more deceiving, Break these chains
It's still the same old story, This great divide, Between the want and waste, And all the hunger inside
I heard the news today, Now I'm trying to find my place, I'm just a single voice, What can i do to erase
All this misunderstanding, All this anarchy, Six degrees of separation, Sometimes it's so hard to see
That we are not alone in this, I need to believe" *
*beautiful verses from "Free", Corrine May.
Picture: Mount Cook from freeway, New Zealand. 2001
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