#DNA episode 4: Balance
Episode 4: Balance
Stand, just stand *still
Listen and feel the empty
The meaninglessness these busy streets has become
Hypnotizing us
Making us fall, crash, and again get up
…but are not learning
We go forward but are not moving on
We walk, we travel, but do not know where to
We build buildings, pull up empty walls
But. are. not. moving…on
We’ve become blind to the facts, falsely interact
Through preset emotional icons, digits, widgets and all that
Balance
We’ve lost contact.
We’ve lost. Contact!
Please, hear me.
Set me free.
Let me move you, let you move me
Please, hear me mother
My grounded feet are yours to speak
Guide my torso, with each breeze
I promise that the rest will follow
My dance will become your song
Your song is your psalm
Make me whole, fill me up
Just let me move, so you can move
I will lose control
But from now, never without you
Mother
Give me purpose
Create strength
For a broken branch can grow into a tree again
Be with me,
So I can become you
From this soil to as for as the dancing galaxies
I will translate love through dance
For your song is your psalm
“Joey Roberts”
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