The dance of the mystery lies within
deeply listening to the interweaving
Love born out of the purest fire
refining, burning away what is junk
Keeping us turning and swirling
with no rest but to join in and let go
Of all which tells us no, or we're wrong
when we stop we hear all the voices
Which deny the deep places where
love exists and we forget to move
So spin, weave, whirl dance to the song
which comes from the peace inside
Let it make you run and go into those
places you dared not try, listen well
To the beat, the rhythm of life drawn
from ancient days and let it enfold you
In the power to heal and forgive, to let go
and find the unity of the world is present
deeply listening to the interweaving
Love born out of the purest fire
refining, burning away what is junk
Keeping us turning and swirling
with no rest but to join in and let go
Of all which tells us no, or we're wrong
when we stop we hear all the voices
Which deny the deep places where
love exists and we forget to move
So spin, weave, whirl dance to the song
which comes from the peace inside
Let it make you run and go into those
places you dared not try, listen well
To the beat, the rhythm of life drawn
from ancient days and let it enfold you
In the power to heal and forgive, to let go
and find the unity of the world is present
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