The Seed

From the east she comes

The brightest and purest of the lights

Vigilant source of infinite wisdom

The journey has begun

Before the words about the dove and the crow

A man and his kaleidoscope

Wondered the future in a lotus field

When a drop of light kissed the ground

There was the seed

A tree would be born

A tree would be born

In the zenith of a crown

That does not contemplate just one

A secret revealed

Carrying the world’s weight on his shoulders

His legs tremble

But do not fall apart

He knows, will come a time

When every blind will see

By their pure hearts will be chosen

To cross the righteous path

By the laws of nature

Tasting sour and sweet

A new glance at the morning line

Contemplates a shade

The silhouette of the greatest tree of life

Ancient as the first songs known

Source of all the creed, geometry and myths

Growing day by day

Fed by sunlight

Roots in many lands

Unifying all to one

And one to all

Why search outside of paradise?

If a universe can be found inside a nut

Allow yourself and you’ll find

A sacred garden, house of the dove

And refuge of the crow

Reign without end or beginning

Splendor of jewels, one star

Is the sacred guide of men

Growing day by day

Fed by sunlight

His bare feet aligned

Make a shade, a silhouette

On the ground that carries him

His legs tremble again

But he is rooted

Strong but losing the sense

Deaf

Blind

Dumb

Senseless

Visita interiorem

Terrae rectificando

Invenies occultum lapidem

In a room with low light

A life broken, twice

The old and the new reflected the same

As a worm in a hole

The crow turns to the dove

And envy the light it emanates

Every chosen one carries the burden of the choice

Every chosen one, everyone has a choice

A sound arrived and touched his ears

A whisper voice proclaimed his new name

Blood flowing again inside his veins

A strong heart beating again

Give him the light!

Open your eyes!

In the land of the rising Sun

A tree was born

In the inner temple of a sacred star

In the land of the rising Sun a life reborn to become the rising Sun

In the zenith of his life

He tries to contemplate the world

And realizes that (the one) who loves the part

Is the one who loves the all

In the land of the rising Sun

A congregation has begun

Beaty, justice and perfection

Columns of an inner temple

Every day we are born again

And see the morning light

Through that kaleidoscope once again

Glowing day by day

To warm and edify

He is the sunlight

You and I aligned

In communion with the all

And all to one

Why search outside of paradise?

If a universe can be found inside a nut

Allow yourself and you will find

A sacred garden, house of the dove and refuge of the crow

‘Cause we are the weight of the world we hold

We are the lovers, the loved ones and the own love

We are the gardener, the seed and the tree

Three in one, one in three!