We are living ‘neath the great Big Dipper; we are washed by the very same rain; we are swimming in the stream together, some in power and some in pain.
We can worship this ground we walk on, cherishing the beings that we live beside.
Loving spirits will live forever, we’re all swimming to the other side.
I am alone and I am searching, hungering for answers in my time.
I am balanced at the brink of wisdom, I’m impatient to receive a sign.
I move forward with my senses open; imperfection, it be my crime.
In humility I will listen; we’re all swimming to the other side.
On this journey through thoughts and feelings, blinding intuition, my head, my heart,
I am gathering the tools together; I’m preparing to do my part.
All of those who have come before me, band together and be my guide.
Loving lessons that I will follow, we’re all swimming to the other side.
When we get there we’ll discover all of the gifts we’ve been given to share have been with us since life’s beginning and we never noticed they were there.
We can balance at the brink of wisdom, never recognizing that we’ve arrived.
Loving spirits will live together, we’re all swimming to the other side.