Bury the bells
Between two mountains
The big trees on the other side
With illuminated leaves shout
I can say nothing
You’ve been uprooted
It’s time to take another road
I will
Kiss the mouth of reality’s face
I will
Annihilate my hiding place
I will
Fade into the rising smoke
I hear the lion’s roar
Animals are something invented by plants
To move seeds around
An extremely yang solution
To a peculiar problem
Which they faced
Now I must take their medicine
I will
Sharpen the stone on the angel’s tongue
And wield
A blow to unreality’s front
Illusions
Flow out from this mortal wound
As I wake to the sound of the lion’s roar
And from your throat
You sing to me your secrets
A proclamation
That everything, everything is workable
No resistance
A pathway to the heart
In you I know
How I am born
I hear the lion’s roar