What is it,
the feeling,
sweeping,
over.
What is it,
where do I begin,
feel with me,
dance with me.
After all we have been,
through,
after all,
the pain and light of day.
Couldn't we just,
find the feeling,
coming over,
like a wave on the sea.
Oh yes,
I think we can,
slide on over,
next to the counter.
So let's review,
look here,
shall we blame it all,
on the Trickster.
I think so,
with arms outstretched,
with hearts longing,
for the spirit.
May it come over,
like the winter cold,
frozen breeze,
let's go all over us.
Let us dance,
and celebrate,
and swing and sway,
just like we should.
Here's the lesson,
vibrate,
with passion,
straight form the heart.
Let go passionswarm,
all around with every little,
moment in time,
step spritely.
Let me guide you,
follow me,
go this way,
dosado.
It's just that simple,
let go,
let yourself go,
let it come over you.
Turn off the noise,
turn into the feeling,
it's there,
just look.
Reach for the stars,
from the center of your heart,
long for the meaning,
and you will find it.
Back at the Blue Plate Special,
Aristotle demonstrates,
the principle,
in so many words.
Don't look at the universe,
as a place,
think of it,
as a time in step.
For example,
take this stew,
what do you see,
and what do you not see.
Every little bit,
fits together in the brew,
but none of it,
explains all of it.
A timestep,
is a good way to begin,
to feel the way,
it is all over you.
And just when you feel,
just a little distracted,
not,
it's just the Trickster again.
Worry not,
pour your heart,
out upon the endless sea,
when something comes over you.
You will be overcome.
