Paroles de Reconstruct

Closing my eyes, slowing my breathe to get to the stillness The peaceful silence, the golden peace That the conscious life distracts us, further from the origin Rest, as close as we can come To the comfort, sanctity of the womb Born, slowly absorbing Adjusting to the new realm Light, shapes, colors, form The chaos of ego, mind, life develop Becoming purpose Selfishness and service The accepted, taught path of survival Have we gained sight or was it lost? Was anything before? How deep can I go into the being that I am? Have I lost the ability, throughout life chasing fleeting materialism? Take charge, forge the new path Take back the peace we had