The leadership changes again and again
but the agendas and deceptions remain.
Year after year people call for change,
for something institutions could never arrange.

An amazing revolution around a blazing star
opens us to life as a still pond,
rain piercing the surface calm,
as moments drum on and on...

There is no nation in this
courageous orchestration.

I want to know if you can summon the discipline
to govern yourself, if you can be guided by
faith in the mystery of eternal being?

Sure it's tough playing a freedom-fighter
in this shaking theater of the soul.
But it beats wandering through life cold
living someone else's crumbling mold.

Laziness haunts humanity like an insidious mist;
we'd rather be slaves than face the terror of our bliss.

Wake up!  Wake up!
Feel the "whack" of a Zen master's stick!
creative power unleashed, the cosmic kick.

Transform the world, people of the edge!
Precious time is wasted seeking approval on the ledge.

Jump in!  Jump in!
Find the inner treasure.
Cross the threshold seeker; fulfill your measure.

Once you join the spiral dance,
you'll never live your mystery in a trance of chance.
No government could ever contain the surprise that you are.
So aim your arrows of passion at horizons afar...