Raise Your Head
A song-poem about the dance of life, the steps we take within it, on notes of strength, healing, and awakening.
“Life is creation, and creation is art.”
—A.O. Homorodean
Even higher at your peak,
when life shakes you from your being,
is the nothingness you seek.
When the house you built is mourning,
you have left.
You stepped into the silence
you had slipped.
On the paths into oblivion,
you have wept.
Raise your head,
open your eyes.
There is nothing like forgiveness
when the magic is long past,
’cause the fire of existence
will not last.
Raise your head,
open your eyes.
All the tears you’ve lost while crying,
drops of happiness and smiling,
laid on shores of strange and failing,
which are lost.
Raise your head,
open your eyes.
Even higher at your peak,
when life shakes you from your being,
is the nothingness you seek.
Awed by music, art, and beauty,
you have something on your heart.
Know you’ll fade into oblivion,
but you’re still doing your part.
Thank you for reading.