Ideal, hold this idea:
I wonder what we are
it’s effortless to twinkle like a star.
Around me, all the Banshees Dance.
and hide before a response can be given.
but this is what I’d tell them, if they want to listen:
all I want to say is what wants to be said.
all I want to tell, you tell me with yourself,
ours is open to the one
who speaks all i want to see is truly what we are,
and we hide before we can say this name.
All Around the Banshees Dance:
there is absolutely nothing that this could mean.
you are touching me so deeply
it cannot be seen.
but what is truth when I am with you?
Once I had something I could say,
but all I am is wordless essence wondering
yes. There is absolutely nothing this could be
I am touched by you so freely it can not be seen.
The only thing I can hear is the beauty
that we are loved and just right here we are.
All around the Banshees dance.
what flame is not a flame?
what heart is not meant to belong again?
and all this love is around me
Hides before I can respond
to pretend that I am speaking or seeking would feel wrong
All around the banshees dance
what flame is not a flame?
what heart is not meant to belong again?
I do not have a story
although I told you one.
I just want to be heard before I hear
every single thing is ears
Can you feel the branches dance
if I close your eyes
maybe I will be the one who hides….
If we close my eyes
bless us like a star
always full of wonder
that we are
What Flame is not a flame?
What heart is not meant to be
long again?
e.stern
