I take my spirituality
With a fist full of dirt -
Do you understand?
I gather up all my faith
And I find that it is
Nothing at all
This is of no concern
Yes, this is perfect,
I prefer to travel light
I stand in natural unity
Always and forever
With the Welfare of All
The instinct of a Mongoose
Rising up in mortal threat
Against the snakes,
I bristle with distrust
At the institutes of men
All authority on this earth
I take the extra time
To wander through temples
Knocking over the icons
My mind glances easily
Off of the surface of things
Born to seek the depths
I know the true voice
Of the Great Gaia Spirit
The mother of this body
And now with each breath of life
I drive my crude sword
Deeper into the heart of all things
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