Hear It With My Heart

In a rich velvet darkness of my mind, I wish for beginning or start,
To whisper to me as a rainbow,
That can be only be seen by the heart.
 
I stir up the cauldron of wisdom, Hope droplets may splash on my skin,
And grant me the chance of connection,
And so let the journey begin,
And so let the journey begin.
 
A quiet and endless song is there,
It has no end, no start,
I cannot hear it with my ears,
I hear it with my heart,
 
Endless place of potential,
Desire and intent be my flame,
Something will spiral from nothing,
Then born to the physical plane,
Then born to the physical plane.
 
A quiet and endless song is there,
It has no end, no start,
I cannot hear it with my ears,
I hear it with my heart,
 
Wade into waters of the great void,
Dissolve like ink in a stream,
Search the dark oneness for colour and brush,
And paint on the canvas of dream,
And paint on the canvas of dream.
 
A quiet and endless song is there,
It has no end, no start,
I cannot hear it with my ears,
I hear it with my heart,
I hear it with my heart.
I hear it with my heart…………