Between Worlds

Between Worlds

Inhale the night...
Exhale the name...
I walk the line… between flame and rain…

Bare feet touch the breathing ground,
Every step a sacred sound.
Stone and moss beneath my tread,
Ancient voices in my head.

Heya ho... heya hey...
Speak, oh spirit, guide my way.
Heya ho... heya hey...
Dark to light, night to day.

My hands are clay, my blood is stream,
I wake the dream within the dream.
Owl above and wolf below,
I carry truths I do not know.

Heya ho... heya hey...
Rise, old fire, come and stay.
Heya ho... heya hey...
Let the breath not drift away.

Feather fall... thunder call...
Rattle shake... I lose it all.
Smoke the veil... open wide...
I am here... on both sides.

Spirit come and walk with me,
Through the root and through the tree.
In this space, the drum is king—
I am nothing, I am everything.

Heya ho... heya hey...
Here I stay...
Here I stay...