Gentle Poise, Awaken Now On The Calm Waters of Your Dream
Silence, As You Lay Your Thoughts on The Empty Canvas Before You
Smooth is Your Stroke, As It Paints
Ripples Across The Surface of The Lake
Here In The Shadow of The Great Mountain You Search For The Path of Your Life
Shrouded In Early Morning's Light,
You Glide With The Grace of The Great Lake Bird...
Your Wings Pulse Gently Above The Water
Touching It's Surface Lightly With Each Stroke-
Drawing Wisdom From The Lake Spirit Within,
Then Moving On With True Enlightenment
Your Body, Like a Tree of Red Cedar, Light as Your Dream,
Floats Freely Above The Water- Held in Communion With
The Lake By The Roots of Your Soul
Oh Glory! Oh Grace!
Your Motion Flows With Gentle Poise
Here In The Morning Mist-You See Truth In It's Creation
Here In Your Dream-You Are Free
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