Mountain Medicine
By Mikey Pauker
Can I walk to the mountain?
Can I sit in the sand?
Can I sing with the Angels?
Can you reach out your hand?
Many I’ve died, and then
Many I lived, I thank.
Sweet bliss from creation.
Sweep this with faith.
We can show the world what we mean, when we bless each other with our dreams.
The "Ayn sof, S’firot" all the gates,
Break open our heart, the kingdom awaits.
Can I walk to the mountain?
Can I sit in the sand?
Can I sing with the Angels?
Can you reach out your hand?
Can I walk to the mountain?????
Can I walk to the mountain?????
When I’m lost in the forest,
And I scream out your name.
The fire it burns oh how my my yearns.
Return to me and clean this slate.
When I’m lost in the forest,
And I scream out your name.
The fire it burns oh how my my yearns.
Return to me and clean this.
(Copyright 2016)