Once on an August Moon, the impending doom, cracks a crimson sky.
Even the crickets, hid in the thickets, ceased their relentless cries.
Men on their war horses, blood-red-snake-eyes, hungry for any kill,
Knowing that reason, which just came in season, will be lost at the first light of day.
Then as if from beyond came this haunting song, from where I just can't say...
And the mad raiders, fearing the savior, turned white and took flight against the night.
The Ultimate Source of Power is...
Standing before the sea, wind embraces me, stars light the forever sky.
My mind expands through the infinite expanse of the darkness and pins of light.
The ceaseless motion of the great ocean, inspires in me to dance.
And if you'll listen, maybe you'll hear, the whispers of eternity...
Then as if from beyond came this haunting song, from where I just can't say.
And my surroundings joined me in sounding out, the dance of ecstasy...
The Ultimate source of Power is...
On his vision quest, a modern indian walks in a dreamscape land.
towering overhead flies an eagle who soars toward the light.
Patterns are quilted, from each horizon, under the blanketed sky...
"Technical wizardry weaves with sacred peace to forge a new golden age!"
Then as if from beyond came this haunting song, from where I just can't say.
And my surroundings joined me in sounding out, the dance of ecstasy...
The Ultimate Source of Power Is!
This song came to me as I was dancing on a beach in Jekyll Island Georgia. The night was pitch black except for the stars...I've never seen so many stars. There was a feeling in my chest of utter AWE, from the vastness and infinity of space, to the awesome power of the ocean and the waves breaking upon the shore. The song came in my mind like a mantra that compelled me to dance trancelike on the sandy beach in praise of those things that are so magnificent in their glory, yet so powerful in their energy, so beautiful in their presence, yet so terrifying in their potential for destruction.