Copyright Transfiguration
As the salmon swim upstream, reddened with decay To die there in their birthplace, so will I change As the stream becomes inert and the wildflowers fade As the forest turns to desert, so will I change When the devil appeared, I locked him in a box Sure if it opened, that he would eat me up Oh, how I feared at what my fate might be I couldn't see, locked in that box, that love held the key Strands disentwine, and realign, an egg divides, cells multiply And so I'm told that I was born of halves, and I then so remained Halves reunite a single slave The mind a lorn enclave both hateful and attrite, the body turned a grave of muddy appetites If the truth is an open mind, love is an open heart Love cannot be unkind, love is blind The mind is a deathcamp apart from love so divine Love in its own time, love has its own designs The mingling of two souls in transformation, encoded in this chain Through all transfiguration, all essence must remain, all is changelessly in change Come out, the winter's over, come out into the day Come out, the winter's over, no season ever stays All is changelessly in change If the truth is an open mind, love is an open heart Love cannot be unkind, love is blind The mind is a deathcamp apart, from the love of an open heart Love in its own time, love is divine, love has its own designs Love is changelessly in change Love is change
