but only with your heart.
All will be revealed,
as finished at the start.
We gonna' rise up, and gather, singin'
Break through, the stars are ringin',
All one, the angels wingin',
We gonna' rise up and gather, singin'!
How high is the holy temple?
How high is the holy temple?
Porcelain steeple, blood pumping thick.
The height of this one, a bio-chemical trick.
Walls rest, in the shadow, of matter on thought.
No lesson there is, not already taught.
A thorn bush yields crown, of true bone,
Which merrily goes, around my head.
My tender heart is worn and torn,
But I can see a crack in the sun, oh Ascending Ones,
And all the dust is dancing!
And all the dust is dancing!
How high?!
How high?!
How high is the holy temple?!
How high?!
How high?!
How high is the holy temple?!
SCA 1995