Return To Love

Can you see the riverboat as it comes back in?
Carrying the consorts of past love and sin?
They have come back home to the place where they belong.
They come back in singing the ancient songs.
The songs from the past that were long forgot.
The songs for the future that have not been caught.
Caught by the karma. Caught by the fear.
Caught by the sadness. Caught by the tears.
We are here again. We could not be bought.
We are the life force that cannot be taught.
We teach by experience. We teach in the now.
We show you your bodies. We show you how.
How to be whole. How to be complete.
How to feel. How to beat.
Beat the mind into silence and learn to be.
Beat the body into surrender with grace and ease.
So come with us as we open the path.
That has been hidden beneath all your mind’s math.
We have come not to organize your thoughts.
But to give you relief from all of its’ knots.
Peace can come with the touch of our hand.
Let yourself go and follow our commands.
We are the pulse of life itself.
We are the plants, animals, and elfs.
We are sisters connecting beyond time and space.
We are women of heart, beauty, and grace.
Though some of us you see from a frightened haze.
We are much more than your sight betrays.
So remember as we step back on your land.
That what you think is real is just sand.
Sand that is blown by the winds of change.
That have come around to rearrange.
The ways of love and the ways of joy.
The pleasures mankind tried to destroy.