Call to Song

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Call to Song

God and his Angels 
like feral Cheshire Cats
toss clues into our paths
in this Rabbit Hole of existence
then insist on obedience
to sate their hunger for belief.

Evading their commandments,
we come together 
in a desert of our own design.
seeking out a rebellious spring 
that defuses rock and scripture,
with an outward flow, casually terrific,
saturating our cells, 
calling our nerves to song.

Divine revelation defied,
we let the silence guide us 
into a music of the mind.

Call to Song  ver.3



Gods and their messengers 

like stray Cheshire Cats

toss clues into our paths

in this Rabbit Hole of existence

then insist on obedience

to sate their hunger for a horizon.



Evading the sacred,

heretics at dawn, coming together 

on the peak of a shrouded mountain

we return to tranquility,

where joy abounds, a rebellious spring 

defusing rock and scripture,

an outward flow, casually terrific,

saturating our cells, 

calling our nerves to song.



Divine commands left behind,

we let the silence guide us 

into a new music of the mind.





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Call to Song  ver. 2







Gods and their demons 



like stray Cheshire Cats



throw clues into our paths



in the Rabbit Hole of existence



then insist on a sacrifice



to sate their hunger for a horizon.



They deny the delights 



of coming together 



inside the stillness of a mountain.







In that return to tranquility,



joy abounds, a rebellious spring 



defusing rock and scripture,



an outward flow, casually terrific,



saturating our cells, 



calling our nerves to song.







Divine hints can be left behind,



let the music of words guide you.























Call to Song   ver.1















The gods, 







like stray Cheshire Cats







throw clues into our paths







inside this Rabbit Hole







then insist on a holocaust







to sate their hunger







lacking the blessings 







of stillness and return.















There joy abounds, 







a rebellious spring defusing







rock and scripture,







an outward flow, casually terrific,







saturating our cells, 







calling our nerves to song.















Divine lies can be left behind,







let those invisible airs guide you.