MOVEMENT OF ENERGY

  

Well, in the company of “On” and “Off,”

First there’s light and then there’s not.

First there’s freedom and then freedom is caught

In a bondage web-of-thought.

 

In the Movement of Energy.

Like the breeze through the trees.

Like the trees through the earth.

Like my body into dirt.

Winds of War and Winds of Change

Wind is thinning out my hair.

My body as a set of tools

To get me from here to there.

 

In the Movement of Energy.

Like the breeze through the trees.

Like the trees through the earth.

Like my body into dirt.

 

Movement of Energy.

Suddenly there’s light again and eyes can see.

And once eyes have seen what insight saw

You’ve grabbed the reins that attention will draw.

 

You left home, hit the road

Been on the road ever since.

Home is the path you seek,

A path not for the meek.

 

In the Movement of Energy.

Like the breeze through the trees.

Like the trees through the earth.

Like my body into dirt.

 

Balancing out my act.

Writing out a check.

Checking all my balances.

Putting out my neck.

 

In the Movement of Energy.

Like the breeze through the trees.

Like the trees through the earth.

Like my body into dirt.

 

Movement of Energy.

Feel the heat, feel the breeze.

The elements and their qualities.

The obvious and the subtleties.

 

I felt cold kisses of the rain.

Had the feeling of fire’s pain.

Been embraced in the hug of the earth.

Calculated breaths of air’s worth.

 

In the Movement of Energy.

Like the breeze through the trees.

Like the trees through the earth.

Like my body into dirt.

 

Movements redefining

The lines we bother analyzing.

Shutting down and gearing up,

Silence is going to disrupt.

 

 © Gregory Ego